My
heart is still there.
It's been adding up to this feeling
And in the end, it's still there.
Passing through the thoughts that are stuck
with me,
turning into thousands and thousands of
lines.
Passing through the feelings that have
happened since then.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.
It's not good.