It’s boys night out today
2 by 2 they bring their bae,
we so bored they suggest a play
I just wanna drink and see the sky
now they’re turning this into some valentine…

Problems got me walking solo
I ride out with my little low-low
I am trying to evade the v-day inside,
I visualise some of peace
Which makes the madness ceace,
Damn I am like a joke on my sleeve,
It doesn’t matter I have my own life and style not for everyone but me…

I am on my own, riding all alone,
I am surprised how people get to be loved for being fake
But hated for being real,
My little low-low is full of booze
All kinds and kind of them just for me
It’s all up to me now,
I am sitting next to the sea reminiscing some if the things
I wanna drink and die, that’s how I feel
I am hated for being real
therefore I’ll always stay real…