Lyric

The road’s lonely

When the world’s phony

No one to phone me

Only to frown on me

In my past

The side effects of drowning

Snakes became friends

Only to know from me

What really happened

It doesn’t really matter

Whether I’m already well

Or still sad

They wanna gossip

They wanna tattle

Use it as a ladder

To reach ears of curiosity

Become their besties

And that’s all we see here

Reality of fake friends

Though you might make real ones

You’ll never know how it ends

People like you

Come here to make ends meet

They ain’t really wanna live here

As soon as they can

They leave here

So how the fuck

We’ll flourish a friendship?

Knowing that most of them is

Based on self interest

So how the fuck

We’ll flourish a friendship?

Knowing most of them leaves

When one’s health’s missing

Home

Don’t let ‘em kill your dreams

Don’t let ‘em kill your dreams

Never let ‘em kill ‘em

No…

My lil man

You became home

To whom I go back happy

After a long day of work

Sorry to leave you after school

Waiting alone

I’m on zangyo

But I made sure to teach you

Not to open the door

To anyone strange

Mom thank God

Everyday for you

Can’t imagine something

Happening to you

Mom afraid too

Of too many things

For you

I kill my fears

Like the cockroach in the kitchen

Responsabilities

You help me with some house chores

After all

I taught you this house’s ours

When we cleaning up

We singing choruses

Even having any idea of the chords

We share love for music

Use it to remember the past

Forget it

Or it matches what you need to hear

Cause listening to words that heal

And we can relate

Give strenght to make moments easier

I see that for you

It seems home

You don’t treat it simply as a song

When you listen

You feeling each word

Even not knowing the lingo

Look up the lyrics on internet

And lip sync in the mirror

‘Till I noticed

Your own written words

Now your canvas is notes

You’d always loved drawing

Though no artist on the family

I ain’t have ideia

What you gon be

But I’ve been down ten toes

To provide what you need

I’d learned to hide what I fear

You write ‘em down

In ten poems

Venting is letting out

Like ten tons of weight off your soul

Soldier

Don’t let it hold ya

Or mold ya

You created your own world

Better than the one we live in

When you open the door

Please never leave

When we grow up

We tend to think

We no longer able to run

So we forget

You still have what we’d lost here

It ain’t money

Or all the sunny days

We could’ve lived

Not survive in factories

You still have

Don’t you dare lose it

I ain’t talking about youth

Though it’s kinda attached to it

Don’t lose it, please

I ain’t talking bout patience

Or people we’d thought

Would never leave

It’s better than it seems

It’s like a win

There’s something

We should never lose

Or hold loosely

I am talking about dreams