Conclusion
Frank Decicco
Waking up to another day
Time to walk around in here
There's no way I'll go on this way
I can't walk around in fear
Eyes are staring through my walls
Do you see the things I see?
Camera lense past the things I've done
Do you dream the things I dream?
It was never meant to be this way
I ask myself again
Time will fly past the things I've done
It's these years they want to end
I'll kick it down and break it to the ground
I just want to make believe
Time will fly past the things I've done
It's these years they want to steal
