April fool's long over,
but life is still playing its prank on me.
Ever so silently.
Screw you, Life.
It sucks. I'm just gonna walk down this path,
Where it leads to, I don't know,
I don't care either
Things are going to change,
for better or for worse? No one could tell.
The thing is, I'll wake up in the morning,
that everything is a dream,
that I'm not yet a man,
but a little kid.