Sobre sexta.

As minhas desculpas.

I get so get so distracted
by some peoples reactions
that I dont see my own faultsf
or what they are
for what they are
at times so self destructive
with no intent or warning but behind this emotion
theres a sensible heart
a sensible hear
tIm no king, I wear no crown
but desperate times seem over now
yet still I weaken somehow
and it tears me apart
it tears me apart
well I hope to learn as time goes by
that I should trust whats deep inside
burning bright, oh burning bright
my sensible heart
my sensible heart
my sensible heart
my sensible heart