It's a heavy kind of freedom When you finally break free And you've got the whole world to yourself It's a heavy kind of burden When you find the only person Who really cares about you is yourself
I've been trying, trying To come down I've been trying, trying I don't know how
Got the rest of my life on my hands And I got no plans
I write down my dreams and repeat 'em Search for all the deeper meaning Swear imma make it work somehow Wake up and water the flowers Don't care about all the showers Rather do it myself somehow
I've been trying, trying To come down I've been trying, trying I don't know how
Got the rest of my life on my hands And I got no plans Got the rest of my life on my hands And I got no plans
It's a heavy kind of freedom When you finally break free And you've got the whole world to yourself It's a heavy kind of burden Feeling like the only person Who is scared as hell
Got the rest of my life on my hands And I got no plans Got the rest of my life on my hands And I got no plans Got the rest of my life on my hands And I got no plans Got the rest of my life on my hands And I got no plans
Feel the weight of the world in my hands Got no plans Got the weight of the world in my hands Got no plansTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
