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The Chronicles Of A Bohemian Teenager
I am stuck in minor chords I'd been here once before With environmental echoes By your baggage on my floor So get over here Lets grab ourselves another beer Drink untill tomorrow to forget that we're stil alive. Drinking to forget somehow breaths regrets dissolusion faces upon friends with seldom meths I do believe that my self-constructed alibi Is cracking under pressure whilst i'm breaking on the inside I'm sick of making sure I'm sick of sitting with my hands trapped falling down my back and, telling people I know More than they needed to know And this song is more, than the self indulgant rantings, closure for the times that have let you down you know I need you around Well I'm still here, long overdue, but it seems like your..... So this ones for the friends If not so for themselves Songtexteand this new lifes directing us and marching throught a town (?) you made us feel at home broken backs on floors of stone but I'd rather wake there any day than wake up here alone. Aus Songtexte Mania