for today I'll show you glossy pictures
tomorrow yesterday, your dreams are gone
waking up and see you are worth nothing
it's wonderful but I don't [bad word] 
 [bad word]  [bad word] 
our sky is high but stil so [bad word] cold
just want to touch it, don't want get old
dreams are so tall and I'm way too small
it [bad word] back to you by roads I took
I don't know how

too young too take the pressure
never too old to pick a fight
i'll turn away from you someday
taking one last look
the dreams and sleep you took

you say you will never love again
well, listen here, love

I don't care

i'm not what you desired
I will never be
I'm not the man I wanted
it's just  me

about violence and dreams
about love and all the sins
about stars and oceans
about sun and moon
for everyone and no one in particular
for me, not you
for all the roads I've yet to take
what of myself will I make?

I DONT KNOW