drag you down,
'Cause I'm starting to feel alright, thanks to
you.And I hope this can all work out. 'Cause I feel like
myself when I'm running my head to the ground. When's
the next time that I can see you? Got so much time on my
hands but it's slipping through my fingers. How the
f×ck did I even meet you?
I can only hope that it's fate and this all fell into
place.
