Pre-verse:
I've been waiting so long for this spring.
You know, my love is not what you think.
Verse 1:
Back to March it's over,
Actors was kidnapped.
Far replaced with closer.
Clock stand at midnight.
Honey, fame is spring,
Throwing out the others.
Second side of me
Have the story to add in:
Black pants, black coat. Under g's soul was locked.
Mirror shows you blank spot, dreaming 'bout to sing in York.
Money problems screamed inside,
Lonely sun as rise as hide.
Bunny's thinking every night:
Poets love is boring write.
One day, one girl walking down the stairs to door.
Got the strongest style in world, wearing Jimmy's pair and bomb.
On legs Balmain's ripped jeans,
She just looking for a cheese.
Really hate these words: I've met a girl to help me.
My cold mind still remember it was third of April.
Chorus:
April's lying under God,
Under God.
We will never take a shot,
Take a shot. (x2)
Verse 2:
Wow, secrets hide under bed, every girl I've ever met.
Won't pretend a better end, baby find my writter's hand.
You have never thought about, how my words can move a crowd.
Use to be a fool of king, but one day I take a crown.
(What are you talking about? Are you feeling regret?
Oh, this is not my song. I forget)
Central park, Time square -
Endless prank to immigrant.
Didn't use a city guide,
Only with you was feeling great.
Our game I matched with night,
Add some "J" to catch a height.
Dream is smothering in clouds,
Nah, I missed a might of punch.
Story telling has no end,
Growing up with number.
Driver's got a place nowhere,
Running with ex-lovers.
Prove has only feeling,
Something more than take pill.
March will always kill me,
False life get from April.
Chorus:
April's lying under God,
Under God.
We will never take a shot,
Take a shot. (x2)