My precious pain, my poor luck..
my heart stop breathing. how can i get these feelings?
immune, secure, living in imaginary land..
where people are wearing the same suit, same color, same attitude..
"there you go!", "where are you going?:, some of that chit chat..
church, mosque, temple, and a lonely sit at the beach..
we never see nothing if you didn't see nothing..
committing to a fraud of hope for false alarms..