Nostalgie Drowning In My Own Solitude
Take my hand...
I'm drowning...
Drowning into solitude...
I'm trying to get out of it...
But I'm just sinking... And sinking again...
I try to breathe...
But it don't work...
I think I am dying...
Or is it you lying again...
I need help...
Help me...
My end is near...
But no one cares...
Into my thoughts... I'm drowning...
And here I lie....
Why are people thinking at the beginning... When it's the
end....?
