Life became a screamer.
Communication is a lot like the wind
when I speak. It's like no one understands
and I'm left with empty hands forever.
I can't speak. So many things I'll never learn,
you can't cross bridges that you've burned.
Why is life such an issue in your mind?
Why are the answers to my problems hard to find?
Don't forget to buckle when you fall beneath the
when I speak. It's like no one understands
and I'm left with empty hands forever.
I can't speak. So many things I'll never learn,
you can't cross bridges that you've burned.
Why is life such an issue in your mind?
Why are the answers to my problems hard to find?
Don't forget to buckle when you fall beneath the
pressure of the seconds when your life became a screamer.
Staring at the sea things become so small,
I want movies of my dreams and pictures on my wall.
Staring at the sea things become so small,
I want movies of my dreams and pictures on my wall.
You say that I'm a dreamer, I say you're a non-believer
Take out the light, start screaming. I'm dreaming,
I'm a dreamer. No one believes me and you don't either.
Don't tell me what to do.
Don't tell me what to do.
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