Idiot

I don't know, maybe I've been pretty lazy, never leaving covers.
I don't know, maybe I've been sorta crazy,
demanding friends to be a lover.
I don't know but lately my mind feels sorta haze-y,
Trying the least I can...
Disturbing your needed peace...

And my only motive won't grant me a thousandth notice,
Because I'm deserving nothing.
Give me a chance this ain't the same old song and dance,
I know this is a lot of something.
Take it as you will,
I know I'm known for standing still,
but something different is coming.
And yes I know, I can see I'm being crazy...
Auto-analysis depending on 2.

Shouldn't be glad to use you.

You said I need a lover, and you left me here uncovered,
But you're the one out with a cold, I'm just bringing you the mold.
Maybe what I need is not another chance, another try or another life,
But at the moment I'd give anything for a single disguise
To hide myself from those eyes.
Too bad I'm already using mine!

Promise I'll never be glad to use you
(Promise you'll never be glad...)



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Writer(s): Um Quarto (¼)
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