From a boy to a man (to you..)
To you i may look like a lost boy with no morals...

I can hear replays of her past "I love...
But only at a whisper...

Listen.
Listen and if you listen closely...

Strong as an ox
Standing as high and as proud as a willow...

The Days of a Child were so stress free.
No trying to be anyone else...

Rest in Peace to the dead soldiers
Don’t realize something’s important...

While we driving cars
And rocking big gold chains around our necks...

When My Disquieting Thoughts
Became Many Inside Of Me...