I see earth as underlined,
I wanna understand why they come and go,
Misunderstanding why should they stay?
Thinking that lane, may be in plane,
Going high up place than being sliced.
I got some papercuts, I don't wanna lie,
My broken heart like a broken glass.

I hate the way we knew,
I don't remember the way back home.
I've been seeing these small now it's all over me,
Staring at the same spark on the window,
Hundred doors on my mind, locked out.
I probably try to break them down,
I might be a issue, I should've work through.

They will say, there you go again
Lined up for A to Z, they only put the blame on me
Not on you