Sometimes I want to be a kid again
To feel pain differently
See my parent's honesty
Where the fields not ploughed
I want to see perspectives
But my brain replaced by years
And the years take away all the best as everyone knows
Everyone knows
Only thing stays unchanged, my rot feelings
But I don't want to paint myself in the wrong way for you
Recently I heard my old love voice
He is closer and dearer than my own mother who raised me
I'm sorry mom
I'm sorry
Alluring notes
Low tones
Latvian accent
Green eyes
Hypnotized
Black hair
Knocking me off
Touching gestures
It's been like 6 years
Just marry me
God-damn marry me now
I fell in love on height I'm walking a fine line
For her, I shone like the sun
She's like good wine
She's 36 now
Not going to fade
Sometimes I want to be a kid again
To feel pain differently
See my parent's honesty
While the little ones frisk around, exploring the world
I imagine that I was Drake, or I was Justin
Standing on stage
Playing guitar
Make people's heart stop
Leave them without air in their lungs
I seem to be fulfilling a child's dream
As if I would not be left without anything
My music all over the internet
Sinks into the most not accessible places
To producers DM's
DM's of label's
Emails of AWAL
Personal messages of people who thinks that I'm Billy
I fell in love on height I'm walking a fine line
For her, I shone like the sun
My music
Like wine
6 years on row
Not going to fade
Sometimes I want to be a kid again
To feel anything
