Oh look at me,I’m Rich,and I do not care,even if you gave me your hair.I just wanna know what to do if I lose my control.I can’t get you out of my mind even when the blindness is just a myth,and the heartbeat is just a symph.I always wonder how I stuck here all night,without a single shine or rhyme.I do like the beat,but it gets me feel down.A moment of silence is all we need,to get through all the pain.And all the veins are full of blood,but your is still shining in the light.