No more noise this year. I'll wear my highest heels. What am I to do?. I'm a bad decision maker. . Is it still confused? I know the truth. Beneath this tree it blooms.
It's how high you are. And the time it takes to heal. It's how high you are. And the time it takes to heal. . I can climb a tree and push up through the leaves.
So high it's hurting. So wide the line is drawn. I've gotta learn to stop myself from falling. Down so low. . So don't die it's over. I've got a life, I've got a place to grow.