Why do i ask for numbers that i'll never use? Why do i breath air when i could breath smoke? Why do i remember when i could forget? It kept reminding me what could never be...Or what it was but isn't anymore. I had to get out, had to get real. I need to give letters to the numbers, i need to give the words meaning. I wish for so many things, though i don't really need any of them.
Publicity makes us buy shit we don't need. Just like love. Romance, eternal soul mates. Non of that is real. And no matter how many movies you see, life does not have a happy ending from where i come from. The World is dying like us. Every passing second, every second projection is one less reflection of light. And everything I wanted is looking further and further away. I know you are. So talk now or forever hold your thought. Look me in the eye and tell me what your heart knows. Forget about material things. That's the hardest thing to ask a girl. You know something? More than once I'm sitting in restaurants hanging out with friends. And i look around to see who's there and i see this cutest girls with the ugliest guys and I feel lost I'm like what? And then as they leave i see the valet bring them their porsches and A4s and then i realize what the girls see in them.
I guess we all sacrifice something for security, i just didn't know happiness was one of them.
