I've lived in several places
Lost in some kind of race
Oh my god!
Pretty boring after all
Therefore
Why sleeping?
I'd much rather think of you
But then I'll remember what we went through
Not that I'm sorry
Not that I'm sad
It just makes my mind say
F*ck you!
F*ck youuuuuuu!
Fuuuuuuuu!!!!
So why sleep?
When I can be deep
Lost in my memories,
Living my loved hypocrisy
Everything in the past looks brighter
When the future's always darker
So why sleep?
That would be the easy choice
I'd much rather remember what we went through
Not that I'm sorry
Not that I'm sad
It just makes my mind say
F*ck you!
F*ck youuuuuuu!
Fuuuuuuuu
Fuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkk it!
Fuuuuuuuu