Testo In The Flow Daydream Cycle
I guess it's time to tell myselfThings can't get any worse than this
Inside the coffee's cold
The only bright side is i'm still alive
Until i gather all my thoughts
The things i say can't mean a thing
It confuses me, and i try not to believe
Cos we've said these words a hundred times
And more often than not i'd hold my head in my hands
And shut my eyes tight, and fathom this reality
I don't want to be unfair
Falling is the last thing in my heart
And though fate go blind
And destiny divide
I believe i could say the same
But i won't cos i can't
Cos we've said these words a hundred times
And more often than not i'd hold my head in my hands
And shut my eyes tight, but i won't