Förlåt mig.....
Lite risig engelska. Men det känndes bättre om den blev på engelska.
Rätt mycke kännslor i den, så jag bara skrev, inte så mycke tanke bakom den.
i feel the time flys by as i passing by
everyone has find happyness, and iam chasing mine
try to look happy but it seems like a joke
to be something your not, i look rich but iam broke
wake up every morning, wishing for a change
but i should know by now, its like pissing on a bench
it gives nothing!
and i hurt my friends just by staying alive
and to say im not is like lying about a lie
since school i have lost four of my friends
and i have promise my self to never do it again
what do you want me to say? iam moving soon
iam out of here, bye bye, iam loving you
one ticket to "far, far away" and im gone
its the best for all, and you can tell me if iam wrong
you can call me a alchoholic cause iam drunk every day
iam losing everybody, youre a punk they say
and iam sorry for hurting you and you and you
"I hope your feel sorry" and i do, i do, i do
iam not happy for a singel thing i have done in my life
and iam glad to say, that i will be gone for a while
"i leave you!" there is no meaning trying to make it good
iam on the ground being kicked whit my face in the mud
in the begining we where on the same road
"but i took the wrong turn"
if you think that was wong, then say so!
i would take down the stars for you if i could reach them
and if you asked me i would do it for no reason
"the first cut is the deepest" "never talkt to me again"
fine! i wont bother you no more
you will se me swiming in the blood on the floor
there is many thing i like to say but how could i?
so i only say this........ good bye.