Smiley
I'm scared of the pen I'm scared of the papers
I'm living in a dream that feels more like a nightmare
And you're a diehard fan you go behind
You're kissing everybody's lips but not mine
And I hate it here
I hate all I see
And I shouldn't feel this way it's not the best way to be
I want to be free
I want my words to be heard
But right when I open you take it away
I'm always told to be smiling
Nice, proper, cool, women are always smiling
You should be crying down on your knees
But don't take more than a minute please
I'll leave you there as they always do
I'm just following the path they've drawn for you
I should find a way to get this out
But maybe I should first find a way out
I'm tired, I'm sick of it
I want my words to be the new fantasy
I'm lonely, most of the time
Yet I can't find a shoulder where I can cry
So give me something
A drink or something
Give me something where I can hide
I'm followed by demons, ghosts and werewolves
And I'm so lonely I'm friends with them now
Someone died tonight
I guess it was a player cause the streets are full of lovers
I don't care at all
It's what we all are waiting for
The blue bird is the new baroque
Scream and shout in your new neighborhood
No one is listening just yourself
So you take that hate and
Take it away
I'm living in a dream that feels more like a nightmare
And you're a diehard fan you go behind
You're kissing everybody's lips but not mine
And I hate it here
I hate all I see
And I shouldn't feel this way it's not the best way to be
I want to be free
I want my words to be heard
But right when I open you take it away
I'm always told to be smiling
Nice, proper, cool, women are always smiling
You should be crying down on your knees
But don't take more than a minute please
I'll leave you there as they always do
I'm just following the path they've drawn for you
I should find a way to get this out
But maybe I should first find a way out
I'm tired, I'm sick of it
I want my words to be the new fantasy
I'm lonely, most of the time
Yet I can't find a shoulder where I can cry
So give me something
A drink or something
Give me something where I can hide
I'm followed by demons, ghosts and werewolves
And I'm so lonely I'm friends with them now
Someone died tonight
I guess it was a player cause the streets are full of lovers
I don't care at all
It's what we all are waiting for
The blue bird is the new baroque
Scream and shout in your new neighborhood
No one is listening just yourself
So you take that hate and
Take it away
Credits
Writer(s): Cecilia Montenegro
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