an ANALYST, a designer and a dreamer

Sorry if my starry sky is not a bright one anymore
And my new bed is still on the same old bedroom
I just can't change the way I'm moving on, you're moving on, we're moving out
To see how many things can carry out themselves

Thank you for being so reluctant
To try and try and shout and lie just to not forget me
I just believe you have to move out and on, so carry on, you're all around
My lungs just cannot catch a breath themselves

I'm sorry I don't lie
I hope you take your life away
And live for your own

I'm so wrong, I'm so alone
Just don't know how to get along
Oh, please, teach me how to understand

I'm glad you see the sky behind blue eyes
And your friends are still being the same as mine
I just can't stand the way I'm moving on, I'm moving on, I'm falling down
In a cage of psychosis by my side

And grats to be the one who does not bite
I'm tired of being the one that's always fried
I have to live my life according to myself, all by myself, and no one else
I want to see old things without a sigh

So, good night...

P.S.: cabei de fazer... era pra ser uma música, mas não sei se prestou pra ser uma... pelo menos, na minha cabeça, tá legalzinha...

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