Just like breaking in the middle of
Hanging out, sounds all so familiar
Used to meet a lot the superior
Little child hope for the real one
Then I got a feel Of the real love
And it comes with a backpack devotion
And You know it slipped off my shoulder
Gave all I had for nothing at all
I can finally
Think of time physically
I can finally
Think of love easily
Yea!
Was a time that met the superior
He just bent over ma shoulder
Used to pray hope for a miracle
Two thumbs up for making me cynical