I've been having a hard time resetting,
I look around in the garden of flowers,
think about what if i water them,
how will they turn out?
I dont know if youre thinking the same,
I've loosen games in the clubs of never risking.
It frightens my soul to shiver,
And im never good at drinking whisky's,
and i feel like i'm just fighting with my own self.
And that would define me as a warrior,
it can't be so bad.
I fought with battles,
i thought i'd never conquer.
I said, "this isn't worth it for the love"
So i began to fight with more of it.
I crash in walls with the words that you said,
they still echo in my head,
it broke me down with my fears.
I was going for the best,
but it lead me to the worst.
Fill my glass of wine,
with my hearts blood in it.
I tried to cover the impure pain,
of what i was in.
And the battles are now ended.
And so i ended with it.
I still haven't gotten what i was deserving.
The more i can't wish for,
because i'm just a warrior,
and you're just enjoying the party you were invited in.
And it's hard,
to hold the sword,
so tight that i lose.
The more scars shows that i want a rose.
Maybe on my d*ad body,
or someone who wants me.
And in my battle,
the knife enters.
And i enter the world of lost souls.
And all i am is a warrior,
and youre just dancing to the songs,
that we know was for us to dance on.
And i fought with people,
for us.
While you were whispering in someones ear,
"i love you"