In the name of the Fame
You choose to be so lame,
Comparing with the last one
You seem to be still Same.

Cold eyes are going numb
Have no dare to be dumb,
Sympathy Over gonna lose
Seems like it's a over dose.

No emotions inside rock heart
Not to care who's gonna apart,
Lighting up in the candle night
Beautiful imaginary in my sight.

Bright moon with cold wind
I don't think they'll mind,
But, for whom are you fighting?
Still have no gut to shouting...

Broken Mind not the heart
how I'm supposed to be first,
Still that question have no answer
Like a rollercoaster with no guard...





© SD Ceyone