Album: On My OwnGet OffTake a deep breathe right away and say what you want to say.
I’m waiting.
Is it me, is it you, is it wrong, or is it true – I’m thinking.
It’s like a rats race for me to live – you
never know how life is – I’m fading.
There’s nothing left for me to loose,
lights are off coz’ I chose my own way of thinking.
Get off, get off – I know I’ll find my own way.
It’s getting colder every day – still don’t know what to say.
I’m freezing.
Confidence is what they call a good thing, - I don’t think so.
They are lying.
When you really need someone they’re all gone at once.
Stop searching
Love is a loseres game my friend – you have got no-one in the end.
In the bitter, bitter, bitter end
