pages of faces

I can't make my own decisions,
can't make anything without seasons.
maybe this ain't sounds logical,
weather's changing changes my mental pressure.
you say, I'm not that kind of...
kind of a simply aging.
maybe that would sound logical.
but imma still keeping on my road.

you don't have to believe me,
this is just what I'm seeing!
next time I'd put my hands in yours,
and maybe it won't be worse.
but now it's breaking loud.
next time I'd put my hands in yours
and make you to believe in.

if God knew the game, that we're playing,
well, the Master would craving.
because no one have to be lonely
n' to be the only one to hold in.
it's just my modest opinion,
but it's the one that I believe in.
you don't deserve your point of view,
if the only thing you see is you.

you don't have to believe me,
this is just what I'm seeing!
next time I'd put my hands in yours,
and maybe it won't be worse.
but now it's breaking loud.
next time I'd put my hands in yours
and make you to believe in.

this is the last second guess,
I'm moving forward but fall.
I'm looking for a defense.
without you, imma stone, need you to hold me in.

I know you don't believe me,
but this is just what I'm seeing!
next time I'd put my hands in yours,
and maybe it won't be worse.
but now it's breaking loud.
next time I'd put my hands in yours
and make you to believe in.