i feel like i'm getting swallowed by rent, bills, booze and careers
can't find the milk to go in my coffee
no one ever told me my expectations were too lofty
maybe i should take a step back - look back C Em- G
to when i knew white from black G D Am
kisses make it better D
the rain makes my hair wetter Am
but when i sleep head on his chest G Em
that is when i know me best Am D
that is when i know me best Am G
the mind is filled with problems and choices
it clouds my soul's music and muffles the voices
it's intense it's mundane and i feel so inane
it's like i don't know me from the face in the frame
the seconds move like eons and the people dash like peons
i feel ilusive and secondary
time to pop my real world cherry
posted by D @ 4:32 PM
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