• I don’t care about little things
    Regrets are just a scene
    Intricate words and simple actions
    Who would take all that for granted
    I guess it’s me
    There’s things such as perfect beings
    Who do everything they're told
    They smile with their glazed over looks
    Their minds minds somewhere else
    No lies no cheats their hearts beat firm
    But they're cold
    I have little regrets
    and no dreams
    I’ve done some things I can’t believe
    There never truth in the way I talk
    I am just a human