Hatters

Lock the windows and bolt the doors because I got enough problems without you creating more for me. I feel like I was born to Devastate and then create. The love I have the love I do it makes me pull my heart out to you! I can wake up and hold on to you. Wake up and see a brand new day… and then the world’s problems come back again. Usually I’m the case of my first hit. But right now it you who beating me down, down, down why can’t I grow up in a place I can trust. I feel like I was bore to a world full of haters that can reform. So I lock the windows and bolt my doors because I have enough problems and I don’t need the world to create me more!