I drop again and i kiss the snake. Shadow turns all over my head. I’m still lazy to play my guitar.
Please stop the train I’ve got the key of the car.
Sometimes, I do my best, in vain, for you and people all around me. But I feel struck down a slippery slope.
Someone told me how frightened you are. All of my friends don’t wanna worry so far. But I am in a motion, wrong direction. Please stop the train I’ve got the key of the car.
Shake my troubles, in a complete disorder. Since you’re gone I’ve lost the count of my fails. I’m living little city, kingdom of judgments, criticisms, gossips and lies.
I forgot all I want, all I need, all I’ve done, all I’ve seen. On the rubble of my innocence. I’m feelin’ weak and baffled, overwhelmed, always tired, blind and deaf. Vicious circles of my convenience. I never move as fast I people would like. Please stop the train I’ve got the key of the car.