Saturday, October 10, 2015

even half-closed doors, have a beauty...



I don't know what's right and what's real anymore
And I don't know how I'm meant to feel anymore
And when do you think it will all become clear?
'Cause I'm being taken over by the fear

Life's about film stars and less about mothers
It's all about fast cars and cussing each other
But it doesn't matter cause I'm packing plastic
And that's what makes my life so fucking fantastic !!!

I'll look at the sun and I'll look in the mirror
I'm on the right track, yeah I'm on to a winner.

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