I don’t wanna clean any table,
I just wanna go home to sleep, tonight
Well I was feeling a bit off today.
If you look into my eyes again
You can see that I’m in decay.
But a spark of hope is on its way.
You can tell me that things will be worse,
But it doesn’t really matter to me,
Because I was never meant to be.
The bones you throw will be bit,
By a dog that you’ve never bet,
That it knew how to fly your jets.
I don’t wanna feel like I’m rising from death
When I’m dying.
I don’t wanna catch bullets for your self consciousness.
Time flies when they stick their fingers in my eyes.
But when I’m crying,
I got no tear left to spare to them.
You can say that I’ll be blamed,
But it really doesn’t matter to me,
I’m not searching for a secondhand dignity.
I don’t care about who I am,
This place doesn’t matter to me,
These flags don’t fly for me.
I don’t wanna feel like I’m rising from death
When I’m dying.
I don’t wanna catch bullets for your self consciousness.
Time flies when they stick their fingers in my eyes.
But when I’m crying,
I got no tear left to spare to them.
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