I have seen trouble through the scenes of living
I have seen the race of pain through many souls skiping
I have wept for the deceased that I have not come clean which are just dreaming
I have pour my heart out to many thoughts of lust for just loving
I whisper in pain to never fall in the dark but in search of the bright side


My head is a jungle
My head is a jungle
I whim towards the mirror
my head is a jungle
My head is a jungle
I whim towards the mirror


I have a role of conduct that played to dispise my characteristics
I...