The end
Nu skiter jag i det här, och blogga alltså. Eftersom mina ord tydligen gör någon annan alltför illa. Så jag lägger ner.
Hej då.
Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
Then they move in
Oh so discreetly
Slowly at first
Smiling too sweetly
I opened doors
They walked right through them
Called me their friend
I hardly knew them
Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I
always said I would and yet I feel I haven't won at all
Running for my life and never looking back in case there's
someone
right behind to shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall.
When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be? Back where I started.
Don't get me wrong
I'm not complaining
Times have been good
Fast, entertaining
But what's the point
If I'm concealing
Not only love
All other feeling.
Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I
always said I would and yet I feel I haven't won at all
Running for my life and never looking back in case there's
someone right behind to shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall
When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be? Back where I started.
Hej då.
Who needs a dream?
Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool
In my position?
Once I had dreams
Now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs
Lovers possessions
Then they move in
Oh so discreetly
Slowly at first
Smiling too sweetly
I opened doors
They walked right through them
Called me their friend
I hardly knew them
Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I
always said I would and yet I feel I haven't won at all
Running for my life and never looking back in case there's
someone
right behind to shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall.
When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be? Back where I started.
Don't get me wrong
I'm not complaining
Times have been good
Fast, entertaining
But what's the point
If I'm concealing
Not only love
All other feeling.
Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I
always said I would and yet I feel I haven't won at all
Running for my life and never looking back in case there's
someone right behind to shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall
When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be? Back where I started.
Kommentarer
Postat av: mr jag
hej, om det beror på mig, vilket jag gissar, så ge inte upp det. jag har betett mig idiotiskt. vill du prata om det så, men jag tänker inte ta upp nånting här. människor kan ändras. ha det bra.
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