I am too tired to write
My mind is on other places
Remembering the year that passed and all those faces
Which carry a story
Telling me what I am
A lunatic with two or three friends and an upcoming band
I am trying to find myself
Yes, I am trying to find myself
I am sorry to tell you, my friend
But your words will bring me no joy
Even when it all seems alright
There is always something wrong
4 weeks without posting anything and this is what I bring you, some crappy random lyrics I wrote.
Have a nice day, full of the joys of spring
My mind is on other places
Remembering the year that passed and all those faces
Which carry a story
Telling me what I am
A lunatic with two or three friends and an upcoming band
I am trying to find myself
Yes, I am trying to find myself
I am sorry to tell you, my friend
But your words will bring me no joy
Even when it all seems alright
There is always something wrong
4 weeks without posting anything and this is what I bring you, some crappy random lyrics I wrote.
Have a nice day, full of the joys of spring