Chill
2006.04.09. 13:41
I gotta make a phone call to my best friends...
Chill
I gotta make a phone call to my best friends I gotta let them know that I'm leaving Everything behind me and politely I don't wanna hurt their feelings Oh no, no no
I'll need to come back and I wanna explain Why I had to leave them sleeping The answer's in the air, but I really don't care 'Cos I couldn't really keep on breathing the smoke
And every time when I painted my room Like a fool I hid my feelings And every time when I painted my room I thought about leaving
You roll like a stone girl you should not stop And I don't wanna step on your feet And you do what you do to stay on top And I don't wanna make you feel Incomplete
And every time when I painted my room Like a fool I hid my feelings And every time when I painted my room I thought about leaving
At the end of the day Don't know what to say At the end of the day I'll be flying Away [flying away]
And every time when I painted my room Like a fool I hid my feelings And every time when I painted my room I thought about leaving Thought about leaving
And every time when I painted my room Like a fool I hid my feelings And every time when I painted my room No I thought about leaving [thought about leaving] Now that I'm leaving
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