Letter

To be crowned king of

A kingdom of cowards

Could be a nightmare

That drains you for hours

To run through life with

A social disease gone sour

Could make you feel like

You're fuling a world with no power

Over yourself

I'll write myself this letter

And set the answers free

Explain the things we did

It's black and white to me

And in time we'll figure out what it is

We'll be dedicated or separated

And in the end you'll see

All this time i bit my tongue

And you still heard my cires

Body language is a dialect

That you can't miss

So i'm diving deeper and

Falling faster in my own abyss

All this time

And it's killing me

And it's killing me

I'll write myself this letter

And set the answers free

Explain the things we did

It's black and white to me

And in time we'll figure out

What it is we'll be

Dedicated or separated

And in the end you'll see

The ink in my pen is for

All the thieves

Please don't underestimat all my sincerity

Amidst this love and hate

You kept me pure and clean

And blessed us with a gift

Heavier than gravity

And it's killing me

And it's killing me

And it's killing me

I'll write myself this letter

And set the answers free

Explain the things we did

It's black and white to me

And in time we'll figure out what it is

We'll be dedicated or seperated

It's black and white it's black

And white it's black and white to me

Letter - Kicked In the Head