Queen of Sorrow

They all feel something
But I feel nothing
He'll sing a song
When they stop laughing
Hot summer sun
Stories untold
It grabs your soul
It leads you nowhere

Then he puts his banjo down
Everybody's still around
Now I have to speak of myself
And my interests
You wanna know me

If we're gonna leave for tomorrow
We know it's gonna be too late
I feel that when I'm with you it's alright
Alright
You are so random
I'm not looking for easy
You know some rides
Are slow and breezy

Then I put myself down
When no one else is around
Why do I do this to myself?
Against my interests
Please don't blow this up

If we're gonna leave for tomorrow
We know it's gonna be too late
Tomorrow, the queen of sorrow
We know we cannot wait
It's alright



Credits
Writer(s): João Clemente Quaresma De Moura
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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