SYRE - Jaden

Never quite sure about his placement or where he’s been in this pink world or

why nothing ever made sense

He knew that he had loved and had been loved

But had no chronological order to place it (so confusing)

All he knew was that he woke up everyday

Bleeding with amnesia and the case of new memories that he had tendencies to

mistake for fiction (she saw)

So everyday he journeyed to the mountain to recover his past

In order to understand his future (I can’t remember all this)

She loves him but she eventually killed him (pow, pow, pow, pow)

Now listen, Syre was a mischief with a vision but

His most poetic trait was his wisdom (where you goin'?)

His mind was as bright and as pink as the city that he lived in

And the only kids that could live in this bliss were the outcasts,

the misfits (why did you leave?)

Those were his companions

Even though they could never understand his struggles through these harsh lands,

he gave them the upper hand of his emotional tantrums

Syre, passion, pain and desire

Just like my big bro

What you didn’t know is this young kid’s been in limbo since that gunshot wound

on that hidden road

Lost, broken, invisible

But when that light gets slow he’s invincible (time)

So much so, that he redefines inevitable

So it’ll never go (brace yourself)

It seems as though the sun wouldn’t set at all

Instead of setting slow, she lies to him and said she’d never let him go

(you're a liar)

And as the legend goes

Syre lived forever on and never and forever alone (Syre)

Syre (I can’t remember all this, I love you)

(A beautiful confusion, I’m Syre)