I like it    I don't like it

I'm sorry.

I don't mean to remember.

It's true that I dream less often.

I'm not ashamed of that long December...

Your hand's coming down again.

I close my eyes and brace myself.

I only noticed your face.

No matter what you're gonna build my shell, and leave the salty taste.

I'm falling.

I'm shedding my skin; but it's not time I'm told.

I am aware of what you mean and by then I'm only ten years old.

I close my eyes and brace myself.

I only noticed your face.

No matter what your gonna build my shell and leave the salty taste.

My scars are yours today.

This story ends so good.

I love you and I understand that you stood where I stood.

I close my eyes and brace my self.

I only notice your face.

No matter what your gonna break my shell and leave the salty taste.

I'm done healing.