Hey, Johnny Park!

come and I'll take you under
this beautiful bruises colors
everything fades in time its true
wish that I had another
stab at the undercover
was it a change in mind for you
It's impossible I can't let it out
you'll never know am I selling you out
sit and watch your every mood
your eyes still remind me of angels that hover above eyes
that can change from blind to blue
now that I've found my reward
throuw it away long before
I'd share a piece of mine with you