Sometimes I’m rushing
Through a place I do not recognize
It’s because my mind has gone blank
Does not remember these houses, these trees
These streets and these shallow people
Face this lie I’m living
I never loved the ones I pretended to love
Never hated the ones I despise
I’m not going crazy, just losing my brain
Realizing what’s true
Sometimes I go out
And flirt, shamelessly, with husbands
With their bony wives next to them
But I did not pretend to love them
Just in for some sex
Face this lie I’m living
I just need someone to hold me
Never thought I’d hurt so many people
I’m not going crazy, just craving for some love
Realizing who’s true
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Hij is nog niet af, maar ik wilde even wat advies... alvast bedankt.
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