hello again my friend
I know that this isn't fair
I wrote this in some night
in which I didn't ever even care
bout what I did when I did it and it felt allright
anything and anytime and almost every night
and this is what it is, what I hope and
the window is stuck while it's opened
I'm cold but I'm breathing
I'm bored and I'm leaving
today
I do remember
all the things that're done by them
in a white and cold december
wasting trafficlights at three am
this is it what it is I know that I'm alive
I just wish something in which my soul could madly dive
and this is what it is, what I hope and
the window is stuck while it's opened
I'm cold but I'm breathing
I'm bored and I'm leaving
today
this is just to tell you
that I'll turn out to be okay
I'll be allright in every stupid single way
of boredom hating all of these consequenses
headless freedom comes at great expenses
and this is what it is, what I hope and
the window is stuck while open
I'm cold but I'm breathing
I'm bored and I'm leaving
today
It's dark and I am lonely
I'm silent and calm
it's dark and I am lonely
I am silent and calm
(whisper)
I'm cold but I'm breathing
I'm bored and I'm leaving
today
(insert solo's whatever)
cover my face with the veil of you trust
I'll do what is right if I have to
I'll do what I can if I must