Hangover (Baksmälla)

Hangover

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I awake at 5 o'clock
saw the sun set again
and i have no memories of yesterday
or how I got home

(hey)
I have fucked up again
I have no control
but, its okay to go astray and clear the clouds from the mind

ey, okay is is always the same old story when I go out
flying high but landing so bad
going under in happiness floating on clouds
have to laugh forever have to get away from here
because I wake with dread, wake with pain
mixed emotions, lead in my heart
something have to have gone wrong, went nuts
called some people and said we'll never meet again

why, why did I say so?
the memories returns, but the fragments are small
I feel blue, I slip down under the cover
Godammit what I driveled on, Godammit what I leaked
all the feelings that i had been carrying around
said what I thought but its foul anyway
because now it came out with a bottle in hand
Fucking up is my middle name

(hey)
I have fucked up again
I have no control
but, its okay to go astray and clear the clouds from the mind

They called from the record company
they where wondering where I was today
I had an interview at 2 o'clock
and a deadline of some kind

Okay, listen, it is always the same
the same old story when I go out
try to play it tough but am far from hardy
I don't give a shit about what and I don't give a shit about demands
Now it's you and me an you make my day
because tonight we are kings like aysan said
doesn't matter because I am nice today
only bonding with the people around me
the gaze is honest, I offer love
from one to the next, spin around again
and I don't care about anything because tomorrow is new day
it's 5 o'clock and I refuse to go home now
you know what, let fuck it all up again now

(hey, come on)
I have fucked up again
I have no control
but, its okay to go astray and clear the clouds from the mind

Fucked up again, fucked up again, fucked up again
Fucked up again, fucked up again, fucked up again

should know better, should calm myself down, should take a cab home
should drink some water, should go to bed, but maybe just not, yet

Okay, it is alway the same, the same old story when I go out
it goes astray so the whole place becomes a madhouse
going nuts on my Twitter and making somebody bitter
fucked it up, its hard being sober

(hey)
I have fucked up again
I have no control
but, its okay to go astray and clear the clouds from the mind

Fucked up again, fucked up again, fucked up again
Fucked up again, fucked up again, fucked up again

Publicado por Konan el Mié, 19/01/2011 - 00:58
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