All day, staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night, hearing voices telling me that I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on,
I'm feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
I don't know why.
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
Tomorrow will be good for something!
måndag 27 oktober 2008
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