Bad

It will be bad for me

Anyway

Anytime I see you

I see you

I saw you

Coming in my jail

Asking for my wing

I felt it, I feel it

Someway

Sometime I’ll feel

Bad

Sometime later

But now it’s better

I do what I shouldn’t

I am what they shout

To be wrong

But my song

Sounds black and dark

With no moon to spark

I’ll follow this call

Running thru the hall

I’ll escape this place

With a smile on my face