do you care i had a bad time you blame it on your star sign as if i even wanted an excuse
you're such a cypher sore eyes an underwhelming surprise the effort comes so naturally
it's hard to question everything the stars and moon don't make a difference to you
because we're all
question everything and how you say it don't make a difference
we're sinking in our sorrows deal with it tomorrow tomorrow comes and you're busy
i'm bad but i'm getting better
i see more the further i get from you don't notice i'm much better but i remember what you
forget
you
I question everything the stars and moon don't make a difference to you
cause we're all
bring me down when you're spiraling i disagree just cause it's something that
cause we're all
anyway