I wrote a song about these days
An untitled one again
Boredom broke enchanted chains
I swallow pride and shame
But I know how to play
My sad chords today
'Cause I'm down and it's raining
I sort of like it...
Always torn
It's like all friends have gone
To regret, to forget
It takes time I don't have
Now I know what I'll be
To the end
Incomplete
Again, again, again, again...
