3 acessos
I close my eyes and i slip away
These things seem to happen more than not these days
I'm getting lost and tossed around this mess of pains
I think i'm tremblin' and frownin' and tired o'your stupid game
It seems i never have the time
To make my mind feel fine
Just locked inside this glassbox
Looking out the window for you
It seems i'm never feeling fine
I close my eyes and i slip away
These things seem to happen more than not these days
It seems i never have the time
To make my mind feel fine
Just locked inside this glassbox
Looking out the window for you
It seems i'm never feeling fine