The Psychopath
Every season it's like the same, I start over and over again in fame, but I end up being of the blame, What might be problem with me? I see myself like a breakup movie, With no consistency of time to move. Today am sorry of my ignorance, Tomorrow don't give me assurance, Of keeping yesterday's promise, When fear arouse my anger to loose, The ones I love and adore so much, By harassing their dreams too match. Sometimes I feel like am cursed, From my past mistakes added, Which I don't remember doi
