Then the moon rose, and creamed lemon chicken roasted in the oven, men in black kicked down my front door
Hey!
Who?
What? Why?
"You violated act 617 – Illegal Thoughts, you’re under arrest"
We all know the real answer was "You shouldn’t have been born the way you are"
Cause now I know that
Pain cannot define the past
We are built to overcome endless mishaps
You know, it is not so bad
When you are with me
Cherish as long as we last
Cause S is not for sayonara
Let memories play back