I don’t know what to do, you should have tell me
There’s no more rain from the last night
If I hated it or if it’s bad
That doesn’t matter now
Now I’ve found
A sweet clamshell
I don’t find you where have you been hiding?
What kind of regret makes people look back?
Living is the only matter
Now seems like my half baked mind
Is just awfulness
We’ll grow older and be hypnotized
We’ll realize right before we’re dead
What people scared to see in their dream?
By now I admire life
Now seems like my half baked mind
Isn’t just awfulness
Only myself
Rewinding the faded memory
And not choosing the right things to be stored
What kind of regret makes people look back?
Living is the only matter
Now seems like my half baked mind
Is just awfulness