while i was attacked recklessly by those highflyers,
my mind played this song.
it seems like a dead-end situation if things really happened like wht the lyrics said. but when the feeling hits u, its certainly like the world to you.
rmb no matter how many colours u try to put on the paper, its going to give u the same colour when u spin it. -yea. white, blank, pale.
so i hv nth to say anymore, i guess i was killed n trampled by the beast i created.
now im repeating this song again and again, i dont know if u are going to spare me some time, stop here and watch this vid? i dont need any props, cuz this kind of thing reli doesnt. but it would be lovely if u listen to this, let the voice goes into u.