He shook off the ash from the cigarette he was drinking
The scene on the other side of the road is nothing special
I was staring
From a time in the past
It would be good if you ran to me across the street
I was thinking
I'm tired of the hot days
So
I don't know how many times
The people next to me
I think it's boring
They got up and left
go
Who do I need to care about when I live with my thoughts?
My thoughts
Who are they?
They took care of it.........
He shook off the ash from the cigarette he was drinking
The scene on the other side of the road is nothing special
I was staring
From a time in the past
It would be good if you ran to me across the street
I was thinking
I'm tired of the hot days
So
I don't know how many times
The people next to me
I think it's boring
They got up and left
go
Who do I need to care about when I live with my thoughts?
My thoughts
Who are they?
They took care of it.........
