I tend to write I tend to speak
I tend to laugh
I tend to cry
With all these emotions and talks
It makes me nervous inside
[ When i tend to write ]
its hard to think
When i think
I tend to Blink
[ When i speak ]
I tend to creak
On every word i say
[ When i tend to laugh ]
I tend to listen
When I tend to laugh hard
I tend to loose vision
[ When i tend to Cry ]
Its all because of your Bull-Shit Lies
When you lie
You tend to die inside
Dont mess with my emotions
Others wise you end up inside.