the words that we both know are what keeps you on stable floor from the ears i saw nervously beneath you and now we ll discover each other with every word that we both know in between a stunted flow and i couldn t care less about your mother do you know that i couldn t have one so fair just last year and as a foreigner here excuse my longing for a limelight and not hope in hell cause its sad that i m not home and if i change its nice to know that soon i ll change back in youths shadow because that s the truth self grown where we all go and youth is a loveless furrowed brow