You’re sleeping in your bed,
You wouldn’t even guess,
That running I am right now,
And jumping through the fence.
No more of kissing, hugging,
No more of your B.S.,
Long story short I’m leaving,
I am gone and no offence.
I hardly see surrenders,
Through salty rears of ocean,
Someone cries, someone wonders,
On funeral of soul.
My past is black and white clip,
Fast paste turned in slow motion,
While you were counting sheep,
I broke us like a wall.
No longer trapped in hands of yours,
Dream on, don’t even bother,
Which flies and I will do of course,
My life ain’t by the rule.
I’ll prove that happiness does happens,
But not with you with someone other,
A lot of talking always nonsense,
Sweet girl so can be cruel.
P.S.
I know all what you know,
And that’s as far as I can go. |
