[Kiske]



It feels kind of bad

At the wrong side of track

Please will you get me back

Don't let me down

I'll try to hide my frown

Don't let me be a clown



There is always a good cause calling

That keeps our own self from falling too deep

It's true we long for salvation

Till then, how to keep us patient?



Don't stare at me

As If I'll never see

As If I'll never be free

A sweet sunny smile

American style

Came across hostile for a while



Major eats up the minor

Comfortably numb I find myself with

All I got to do seems clear now

I got to post off all fear now