I'm like a comic strip
for both of your soul and eye
I look back screaming inside
Am hiding my thoughts
from the past that u have denied
And now u under my pressure
Don't wanna look what's going on
You have to pass my measure
'cause your play is scorned
All the sounds in my head are
playing a new quiz and
i hate your every trying back
just
get your mind out of my knees, yeah
For being a hero
u should be mine
But the walls between us
make me scream inside
I wear glasses on
to unsee what i've seen
just feeling your touch (2)
I turn off the light
I'm over divide
I turn off the light