Get Cape. Wear Cape. Fly Chronicles Of A Bohemian Teenager (part 1)
I was stuck in minor chords
I'd been here once before
With environmental that goes
By your baggage on my floor
So get over here
Lets grab ourselves another beer
Drink until tomorrow to forget that we're still alive.
Drinking to forget
always breaths regrets
dissolusion faces upon friends that we've seld and met
I do believe that my
self-constructed alibi
Is cracking under pressure while i'm breaking on the inside
I'm sick of making a show
I'm sick of sitting with my
telling people I know
More than they needed to know
And this song is more, than the self indulgant rantings, closure for the times that have let you down
you know I need you around
Well I'm still here, long overdue, but it seems like your.....
So this ones for the friends
If not so for themselves
and this new lifes directing us
....
you made us feel at home
broken backs on floors of stone
but I'd rather wake there any day
than wake up here alone