Stubborn and Think it's Cool

By Fame Sangma

The breeze is so perfect but I wouldnt go outside The sun is just setting, it's that golden hour Everything's tempting, but I'm stubborn and think it's cool Contemplate, looking out, wondering if I'm cruel.

Weekends are here, it doesn't make a difference to me If the world was on fire, where would I be? Running away, not running when you're in your room I'm clearly just hiding from everything, I'm a fool.

Who's calling me outside? Well I've always been this shy

But I've woken up inside Still don't want to be outside.

We can start. We can start here, bet I'll leave it for another day

From everyone else I've been pushed away Outside's been calling but I think about something else Running away, by myself.

By Fame Sangma