2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song. If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to. And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd, because these words are my diary, screaming out loud...and I know that you'll use them, however you want to.


(Tentei encontrar paz para escrever e não consegui.)



o tempo passa muito mais depressa quando não esperamos por ele. e, como eu gosto de parar nele, estou com medo de chegar mais rápido àquilo que não quero.




you have tried
to live by what your God has wrote

but those lines

they don't give you just what you hoped.



"For a kiss to be really good, you want it to mean something. You want it to be with someone you can't get out of your head, so that when your lips finally touch you feel it everywhere. A kiss so hot and so deep you never want to come up for air. You can't cheat your first kiss. Trust me, you don't want to. Cause when you find that right person for a first kiss, it's everything."