Song: Random

Odd numbers, rough notes,
And there is no more sense to include a turn signal.
Slipped out, well, what have we done?
Escape from the wind, in a cold bed.
Not cry and not scream,
And will still forgive you.
So beckon the clouds to foreign shores
I hurt you accidentally.
And I broke myself in half
Love you so desperately.
So beckon the clouds to foreign shores
I hurt you accidentally.
I've been waiting for you, learned the steps,
And I your random.