Flatlands flatlands You are no mountain anymore I will walk all over you
Put your hands up Let me stand up for once or I don′t know what I'll do
You ask me if I don′t want you to reach your dreams Where is your self-insight I wonder? You self-loathing poet, you think you know it all Still you need me as constant support
Don't hold me, I'm not crying for you I′m no longer a part of your game Don′t speak cause I'm not listening All your words make me feel insane
Flatlands flatlands You killed my smile You have always known how to get straight to my head
I think I slapped you when you tried to talk me down I don′t recall what I did at the time
Don't ask me if I don′t want you to reach your dreams Did you lose your self-insight I wonder? You self-absorbed poet you think you got it all But you no longer have me
Don't hold me I′m not crying for you I'm no longer a part of you game Don't speak cause I′m not listening All your words make me feel insane
Watch it, don′t dare to get close to me cause your touch is making me sick Don't speak cause I′m not listening This time you are not getting away with itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
