I'm in no place but the wrong one, I've got no friends but imaginary ones, but I seem to be happy. Sometimes I realise i'm not happy, but just continue to seem happy. Sometimes I think I've got no place. No place for me, but seem to be happy. I need a friend, maybe someone to lend me a shoulder. Cry on some shoulder. And I swear I don't know what's going on, swear I do nothing to be like this alone. I don't know why I see the world, different view, I'm not like others. Sometimes I think I've got no place, no place for me, but still seem to be happy.
Sometimes I'm happy (seem to be)
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