Take this one slow, cause theyre circling above. have i been missing the point, should I have buried these hopes? i hope late nights survive, the days without rest and nights spent waiting, ive been wasting time i dont have. and ive watched the lucky betray, wish for homes and a fury of lives that could never exist, and i know i wont do the same. i know we may be wasting our days but were wasting them knowing that in years our dreams could change, and if nothing else i want these stories to be more important than the burden of responsibilities
if even for a minute. i will abandon this in time, turn my back on my youth and forget hours before dawn, i will find peace and i will find rest, but for now i will push my fingerprints back just as far as i can press, save for shawn theres not a soul that can put my mind at rest