i guess it's time to make it easier on ourselves
is it time to let our feeling have their ways?
i know this time i won't do anything at all
this time i'll let the fire burn out of control i get a feeling i can make it on my own
like it's meant to be my kingdom and my throne
but i can only make it last a little more
if i'd only let that fire burn out of control so c'mon now
nomadic you, nomadic me. i'm walking on my knees
nomadic you, nomadic me. a lot of things to see
i got a ticket for a nowhere ride,
everyday i've been a bit outside
nomadic you we're so not related i'm so scared of heights
thats why i never learned to walk into the lights
i know it's time to say again you'll never send me back
now it's history, but the fire burned out of control like if i was just nobody
would i still be such a mess
if i would i'd never confess
and there's you with all your sorrowns
all those tears behind blackened eyes
you hide behind your fake disguise.
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