..wouldn't stay in my mind, your face, your hands if....
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You have always thought I was a happy bastard, I drink to smile against my sorrow
If I don't overcome this, I pass
These eyes are damp, red eyes, can't contact
Everything is nothing, nothing happens, so I don't want anything
My face is damaged because of not thinking, look, I'm sulky
I'm damaged because of not forgetting, look, hope didn't suit me
I'm the sober son of the drunk man, I don't care losing face
I don't care being a queen, just like the miserable people that always sober
I lighted my last cigarette. When I look my empty packet, I can see myself
I can die today. Before I have died, I can smile your faces for the last time
If it's easy, then survive. I'm walking but this soul is lame.
I have always stuck in the past and always fallen. Come and stand me up.
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Don't pout like that, don't disdain
Let the small mountains stay their places
Don't pout like that, don't disdain
Let the small mountains stay their places
I could forget you already
Ah, damn these songs
I could forget you already
Ah, damn these songs....