Lo-Fi2
Juuso Kylvö
[Verse]
People looking through the narrowest peephole
Walking to the mall, C4 in the bag
About to blow up, it don't make me sad, don't make me sad
Don't look in my direction, I was not ready for this session
I don't recognize myself in the reflection, the test is on
[Refrain]
This warm feeling inside, no worthy in sight
Now you're all mine, I laugh, I smile