Nobody's Perfect

When I'm nervous I have this thing, yeah, I talk too much
Sometimes I just can't shut the hell up
It's like I need to tell someone, anyone who'll listen
And that's where I seem to fuck up

Yeah, I forget about the consequences
For a minute there I lose my senses
And in the heat of the moment my mouth starts going
The words start flowing, oh

One week’s gone in a blink of an eye.
I was on a mini ‘vacation’.
Thought it’ll be a great one and refreshing one but it ended really....
Well, maybe lots and lots of stuff are happening in my life now.
It’s ‘chaotic’ in my opinion and I want it ‘simple’.

I received letters from NYP and SACEOS.
At last, GOODBYE NYP.
I said the same thing to RSS and now, to NYP.
Well, though I graduated, I regretted screwing attachy.
And now, all that’s left is confusion.
I don’t know what to do and I’m not much of a risk taker.
I really should make up my mind.
Since when I’ve been so reliant and indecisive?
I gotta buck up seriously.
If not................ I’ll just be left to mati. LOL.
BYE.
Gonna do vain stuff again.