I let my mind fly and it stops in nowhere
Thinking about things I can´t control
I torture myself with every little thing
*Wish I could walk beside girls
And talk about how much I miss Tomas
Worring about my dress and my hairdo
Just fill my head with meaningless
That would make it much easier
But I can´t change what I already am*
I always see the dead line before see the start
I always doubt about myself before to prove me
I always say “no” thinking “yes”
I´m filling my life with thousand of negatives
Sometimes I look in the mirror and say…
*Chorus
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