Too soon
Already late
Looking back on the bad times now seems really great
I'm romanticizing
Slowly realizing
This world is dying being choked out by all this hate
Make one wrong move
it gets so very tragic
Time flying by
It's gonna hit right as we panic
Makes me want to die
But every time I try
Can't pull it off
And I don't know why
Good morning heartache,
You'll be here after me
No days before
Ever be like these
Just a plea for peace
At the very least
WW III might happen
While I sit here and grind my teeth
All the girls and boys
And everyone between
Can we just get along
And go back to chasing our dreams
I'm getting tired
Of division game
Nobody’s everybody
Just with a different name
I'm getting desensitized a sick tip
Religions and governments can suck my…
Doing it to death
To put it out of mind
This ball and chain
Was just a matter of time