Covid2
The name is gone
The guy is gone
I am gone
I was hit in the head
With a fucking stone
Emptiness fills my soul
Spilling all sense
Down that hole
It doesn't matter
I don't care
I fell careless
And so fucking strange
Looking out the window
Waiting for them to hide
So that I can go out
While I swallow all my pride
It's very hard
I don't know how to start
I'm half way now
Let me go to bed now
Going to bed again
Knowing half way's not the end
Then they start to complain
Filling me with pain
The guy is gone
I am gone
I was hit in the head
With a fucking stone
Emptiness fills my soul
Spilling all sense
Down that hole
It doesn't matter
I don't care
I fell careless
And so fucking strange
Looking out the window
Waiting for them to hide
So that I can go out
While I swallow all my pride
It's very hard
I don't know how to start
I'm half way now
Let me go to bed now
Going to bed again
Knowing half way's not the end
Then they start to complain
Filling me with pain
Credits
Writer(s): Fernando Alvarado
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