Early morning and I'm breathing in the smoke in the air Far away from all the noise and further from all my cares Thought by now that I'd be leaving with this shit in my car Dreaming where you wanna get is different from where you are
Within in your pretty painting, I can come alive Pretending and happy endings, you might change your mind Couldn't get it through to you until now And there's no point of losing you if I'm down
Drawing lines and picking sides as if they're already there Seasons change and people ain't and I suppose that it's fair Being hеld down by the weight of evеrything that I said (That I said) Paranoid about the world or someone else in my bed
Living with superstitions I spend days alone Always been independent now you're on your own Oh, you know it's no use fighting now There may not be another way to help me outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
