Pinkey / Bee On a Tongue

Toward to this all
Toward to this all
Toward to this all
Toward to this all

I took a pill to fix my youth
Id didn't help my dear
I got fear which always used to be so real

Toward to this all
Toward to this all
Toward to this all
Toward to this all

Rich clowns and black tears
Completely paid my deal
A forged bill that would have done
As well as that pill I go

Toward to this all
Defeatism stole my pain
Please guard the door
I need to hurt myself again

And toward to this all
Toward to this all
Resilient ego
Cries in a taunting way

Being devided
And where I place a sore
The issue laid aside
A bee on a tongue