Freitag, 29. August 2008
Kaufhaushintergrundmusik
Ich habe im Supermarkt geweint.
Zwischen Oliven und Pepperonis.
Im Rücken die Kartoffelpuffer.
Was soll nur aus mir werden.


picking up the pieces of the wreck you went and left
and I'm dealing with dilemmas in my now so stressful life
I'm drinking stronger spirits, made my home here on the floor
and I'm losing all ambition and goals
I'm going all out, I'm thinking you're just as bad



I'm not sleeping at night, but I'm going from bar to bar
why can't we just rewind, why can't we just rewind?


remember at 16 the crazy drunken night we had
when I kissed you in the hallway, then I took you straight to bed
two years on I'm still the same
I'm not sleeping at night

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Ja ne, is klar, ne.
Man weiß manchmal nicht.
Ob man lachen.
Oder weinen soll.



Zahnweh. Sonst gut.

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