To be a being that doesn't know how to be
I'm always just too sober and with nowhere to go
Seldom I think of running away with you
but I still know you're no good for me
or for yourself
I never try to find the will to overcome it
I only fight to go on and do it
'cause if I think about it I won't
Knowing that it's not worth it
anything you do
won't matter a thing
and everything's been written
I'm just a clown in this game
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