fun in the park is a lie,
blaring blue and red creepy crawling stalkers haunt the night.
i've been tippy toeing, paranoid on the go and i'm beat from the hazy heat and the ocean inside of me
my mistake was to think living brazenly is a disgrace.
now i see i'm just alone, no one's bound to believe in me.
but today i'm determined to let love be the state of my brain.
what's bittersweet? that's foreign to me, be grateful to be.