A story of writers
We will end up shattered
But with a pop success
I am in danger
You capture comments
To translate it into chorus
I feel it coming
A bridge that breaks but generates stories
I told my mother that I should run
Cause' I feel something coming
So when I'm tired in your bedroom
Thinking I'm not special
You are creating a new section
Keep calming I'm just nervous
About your new generation
And the city caught intentions
And the city caught intentions
The city caught intentions
The city caught
The city caught
Your Intentions
One big shot that I couldn't see
And now I'm bleeding through all these streets
No one saw him
Like one night thing
Well How well you hide your tears!
Your happy ending killed what I feel
But not what I will be
All this will stay with me
Cause' I have no proof of what I lived
So when I'm tired in your bedroom
Thinking I'm not special
You are creating a new section
Keep calming I'm just nervous
About your new generation
And the city caught intentions
And the city caught intentions
The city caught intentions
The city caught
The city caught
Your Intentions
