I'm waisted, I'm tired.
Wild goose chase,
My hopeless quest.
Won't you give me a word of advice, oh my friend
I'm not like other kids, you see,
I'm fucked up, I'm missing a few screws.
But ain't that the meaning of life?
Why there are clouds and a shining bright star skinny dipping in the afternoon oceans?
Show me the bright lights, the ones at the end of your tunnel.
Maybe then I'll see what's expecting me.
Oh, my friend, I know it's not easy, it was never fair for us.
But if I can't ride with you, is there a point in driving?
I'll go for you, just don't go ripping my letters,
The confessed love for the world, my thoughts and misleaded prayers.
In fantasies I dream, in reality I'll keep running.
But no more, oh loyal companion of mine.
I'm here, I wander, I cry, I smile.
And I'll never stop thinking about what could've been.
Love & White Tigers,