If you are in love, you the lucky one,
Some of us are heaving through corrupted lungs,
Some of us feel like they are dead and they are gone,
And some of us are bitter over someone.
But here is what we gonna do,
Collect names of the lovers that went wrong,
Collect pictures from the flood that wrecked our homes,
Distract our hearts from ever missing them,
And finally set fire to our inside for fun.
inspired by Daughter – Youth