puente

Drowning off the coast of your lies.

You forget what matters most and how it's defined.

Miles away from home to search for yours.

Crazy to think the game will change while on the same course.

Oh getting old, means you get to rethink the moves that you made.

You didn't know, your king wasn't safe there B4. Is it too late?

Surfing through these memories,

Living fast, the waves are catching me.

Raining acid, turning me to slug.

Roses are nipped in the bud

Novice to this thing called.