It i's not, my fault,
Can not help the way I feel...

Why you, gotta be?
So damn perfect cos it always makes me...

I wake to find I’m dreaming,
And I snap myself back...

It hass been raining since two o'clock this...
I know it has, cos I have been out...

I wish, there were something that I could say,
To help her, through another painful goddamned...

The sky is getting dark,
As the rainfall starts...

Neighbours, banging on the wall,
I pretend, I can’t hear them at all...

My eyes are open, but they’re black,
To close them causes me pain...

To say that it's a sunday,
I feel so tired out...

Looking back, I guess I’ve been...
Loosing track, I’m sure it’s...

Hypocrisy
Upon a winding road...

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