Closet Bones

Now it has gone too far
And something needs to be done
If the clear way is the right one
It's my time to say

It's always hard to go on
With these blurred clouds on our thoughts
Carrying this weight for so long
All I need is to puke this all out

Big tests are always on our lives
Learn from the past and leave it all behind
Being sure for what you were, thank God you won't be the same anymore
So long bones in my closet, it seems the traffic lights are open
Then go on, take your time
Any problem can be solved with conversations