Something in our heads is coming
With bad noise that will hurts
My life is strange about it
Sequence of feels seems locked
What's Next?
There are a lot of shelters
But clouds are not
Sometimes I would stay alone
Closed in my room with thoughts
What's Next
Oh God, if you are above
Please love me, I need you more
All the prayers we send you
Can't be met by Mom's tears
What's Next
Something in our heads is coming