Tekst:
it was a day and passing someone thought something was in the way no one caught what i caught but i caught it full on i didn't want to be mixed up that wayе??ie? not today cause i know one thing stuck in my head (should i let it work cause i'll see it once again i laid down my hands for this it might be the last time) and when i find the passing i find myself caught in the exchange if i could stop hurting if i could get away i'd like to look and find my place you were right behind me
