I've been yearning for quite some time to make this mine
NinetySomething deep within me makes me wanna fight
Pessimistic ways may be so close to right
To speak of this makes tears run down my eyes I'm growing sick I'm scared like you, 'cause I'm the only one who tries
I'm doing just fine in my room, feeling this wound I look to them and say
But this I'll take with me to my tomb
I've been having no sleep, it seems like endless nights
I don't understand what I do with these hands
They just sit there and stare and shatter my plans If it happens one more time, in her I will confide
Feeling so alone, spending too much time on my own I'm about to crack without a sound Facing my own skin has been so hard to bear
I'm doing just fineTo face what's deep within begins to make me scared.
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