metalmarna

I want to, I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon this surface for the birds
The birds
The birds

You want me? Fucking, well come and find me
I'll be waiting
With a gun and a pack of sandwiches

And nothing
Nothing . . . . Nothing

You want me? Well, come on and break the door down
You want me? Fucking come on and break the door down

I'm ready
I'm ready . . . .


What will make you happy will make me sad - what will mend you together will tear me apart - but you do it anyway.

You fucking do it anyway.