Jasmine Thoughts

Ill never forget the time you told me the truth
I didn't ask for the proof
And now I sing this testiment
This testiment to youth

Double take and triple shots all round
It felt like i was proud
But now your gone and you've forgetten
That one who bled in the crowd

Left over thoughts Come crashing back
My head hurts from the constant attack
Your a fresh reminder that this wont hurt forever
Your a fresh reminder that this wont hurt for now

Clipping my wings so i cant fly
Not by choice but by style
Now i have to walk this lonley mile
And never try to look back on this pain again

Knocking three back i look around
I see a child stumble, and fall down
The red balloon he holds flies free
He stood stil, neither wept nor cried

Look at what the begger brings
A pocket full of gold and shining things
I try to steal everything i can
IT felt like murder, a brother, a friend, a man

Left over thoughts Come crashing back
My head hurts from the constant attack
Your a fresh reminder that this wont hurt forever
Your a fresh reminder that this wont hurt for now

Clipping my wings so i cant fly
Not by choice but by style
Now i have to walk this lonley mile
And never try to look back on this pain again