While we're talking such this by sitting here
Something's becoming a trouble inside me
Not problem your unwillingness
So it's drying up when I hold any branch
It's useless to talk without thinking
But I know you're carefree inside
To make everything fit for me
They say that's not possible to make money so much without illicit (sin) and to talk so much without lie
What have we become by diving into thoughts
No benefits of any friend or foe
We knowingly walked onto the fire
You were love, but how and where , there's no any sign