care.. care... care me

hej,ligger i min sköna säng och chillaxar lite.
Eller jag har typ panik över att vi inte har hittat
en jävla praoplats och imorgon väljer dom en åt oss
om vi inte hittar,gud!Vet inte riktigt vad jag ska göra nu.
Ajja,seg skoldag.Kände verkligen inte för den.Förstår inte hur jag orkar
efter ingen sömn.Men det gick,efter skolan gick vi hem hit och sov haha.
Nae nu ska jag äta lite,ååååh sen ta ett bad.Fan va skönt.
Eheheeh.Har inget mer att skriva,helt sinnes vad jag är på idag!
Ae jag funderar på att sluta göra mig iordning varje morgon,dra på mig ett
par mjukisar och dra till skolan..Skulle aldrig..Men fyfan va skönt.
Sån jävla tid jag lägger.Puss

She said "Some days I feel like shit
Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit,"
I don't understand why you have to always be gone
I get along but the trips always feel so long
And, I find myself tryna stay by the phone
'Cause your voice always helps me when I feel so alone
But I feel like an idiot, workin' my day around the call
But when I pick up I don't have much to say
So, I want you to know it's a little fucked up
That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin'
Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career
Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"


I miss you so
Seems like it's been forever
That you've been gone
Where'd you go?
I miss you so
Seems like it's been forever
That you've been gone
Please come back home

You know the place where you used to live
Used to barbecue up burgers and ribs
Used to have a little party every Halloween with candy by the pile
But now, you only stop by every once in a while
Shit, I find myself just fillin' my time
Anything to keep the thought of you from my mind
I'm doin' fine, I plan to keep it that way
You can call me if you find you have somethin' to say
And I'll tell you, I want you to know it's a little fucked up
That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin'
Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career
Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"


I want you to know it's a little fucked up
That I'm stuck here waitin', no longer debatin'
Tired of sittin' and hatin' and makin' these excuses
For why you're not around, and feeling so useless
It seems one thing has been true all along
You don't really know what you got 'til it's gone
I guess I've had it with you and your career
When you come back I won't be here and you'll can sing it


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