Everyone's talking but no one is saying a thing It was all that I knew how to do to help comfort the pain With my drunken solutions At least for a moment they're gone I'm pretending that everything's fine Knowing damn well it's wrong Still I don't want no one to tell me what's right I'll make up my own mind My own mind tonight Ghosts that still haunt me I'll fight one by one 'Till the hurtin' is done
I hide from anxiety I never stay hidden for long I learned to self-medicate Then how to wait until the panic is gone So I hide behind smiles And whatever else gets me through I'm not knowing what's waiting for me Or what I ought to do Still I don't want no one to tell me what's right I'll make up my own mind My own mind tonight The ghosts that still haunt me I'll fight one by one 'Till the hurtin' is done
No we don't want no one To tell us what's right We'll make up our own minds Our own minds tonight The ghosts that still haunt us We'll fight one by one 'Till the hurtin' is done 'Till the hurtin' is doneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
