27 March 2007

matchbox 20 - unwell

nici macar insomnia n-a reusit sa stoarca aceste cuvinte din mine, desi starile coincid...

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ALL DAY
STARING AT THE CEILING
MAKING FRIENDS WITH SHADOWS ON MY WALL
ALL NIGHT
I'M HEARING VOICES
TELLING ME THAT I SHOULD GET SOME SLEEP
BECAUSE TOMORROW MIGHT BE GOOD FOR SOMETHING
HOLD ON
I'M FEELING LIKE I'M HEADED FOR A BREAKDOWN
I DON'T KNOW WHY

I'M NOT CRAZY I'M JUST A LITTLE UNWELL
I KNOW RIGHT NOW YOU CAN'T TELL
BUT STAY AWHILE AND MAYBE THEN YOU'LL SEE
A DIFFERENT SIDE OF ME
I'M NOT CRAZY I'M JUST A LITTLE IMPAIRED
I KNOW RIGHT NOW YOU DON'T CARE
BUT SOON ENOUGH YOU'RE GONNA THINK OF ME
AND HOW I USED TO BE

SEE ME
TALKING TO MYSELF IN PUBLIC
AND DODGING GLANCES ON THE TRAIN
I KNOW
I KNOW THEY'VE ALL BEEN TALKING 'BOUT ME
I CAN HEAR THEM WHISPER
AND IT MAKES ME THINK
THERE MUST BE SOMETHING WRONG WITH ME
OUT OF ALL THE HOURS
THINKING SOMEHOW I'VE LOST MY MIND

(CHORUS)

TALKING IN MY SLEEP
PRETTY SOON THEY'LL COME TO GET ME
THEY'LL BE TAKING ME AWAY

(CHORUS)

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