4 acessos
Didn't have a nice day
I went out of the shower
Just put something on myself
Get out of there and went to your house
Thought I was going to be alright
But all went to hell
I was trying to convey
A smile, a good mood and full of fire
But with some weapons in my head
To change your mind I was tired
Not to much meditation
Don't want any isolation
I want no more lies
Not too much of my patience
And I will remember those days
I tried to be tender always
It was our confusion
And we should have to crave
I begged communication
It was the aggravation
Got to bite the bitter ache
And keep the strength
Went of the shower
Then went to your house
Iwas full of fire
But I was fucking tired