Step into the crowded room
And there is no one who cares. It’s only me, playing the fool
My own ideas have bored me so much
Do what you’re supposed to do
Save something for the bad day. It’s gonna happen with you
I think I won’t be missing the touch
And I won’t come back
And I can’t pretend
Talk to anybody else.
I see no reason to stay and as usual my try fails
And so that is why it brings me down.
Sad, but I have no offence
That’s how the time’s passing by. That’s why I am going hence
I’m thinking about leaving this town
And I won’t come back
And I can’t pretend
I’m doing what I can but it is never enough
And I feel low. Why it is so?
I do not understand why everything’s should be tough
And that’s all