Dienstag, 6. September 2011

Depression &' andere Künste.

I don't wanna talk now
I don't wanna hear you scream no more
Want somebody to save me
Everything I do feels like its wrong
All we do is fall down
even though we try to stay afloat
I swear its gonna kill me
even though you think it wont
So why rock a boat and make waves
And everything's coming okay
So why am I confused if you love me
Thought this would be smooth sailing.


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