From The Vault

It's not what I've thought. It's not what I've wanted to see. It's not what I've wanted to. It's not what I've came from. From The Vault?, yeah, it's still in head. From The Shattered Paris Heart, why this thing comes out into mine? My broken heart is shattered to the ground, Can't think about my own self conscious. From The Vault, my castle's crumbling down, 'cause you've break my heart and hurt me. In your door, there's a daydream. Folklore Stories are burnin' before me, Brand New stories are comin' after me. Coconut Grove, become's city, but why you've came in From the vault?, if you can't understand me.