I keep on stepping on my shoelaces
‘Cause even now, I can’t even see your face
Even though you left weeks ago
It’s haunting me , can’t undergo
You can’t forget people you hurt
Memories tracking down, inert
So I leave the craziness of the city
Being locked in my room won’t help me
Sobbing so hard, feeling so shitty
I grabbed my bike and left
What is left behind is crack in my heart
To a place I call my shelter
No one to bother, only safer
They say the sun heals things better
So I’m leaving for my summerhouse
I won’t go over old memories
‘Cause it will have to fade away
My summerhouse full of tragedies
Is the perfect grave for love thougts
All the love stories full of faults
I don’t want to sink in my own tears
Depression made from love, my own sphere
I’m running away from my own mistakes
Cause carrying them made me shake
Looking for a place free from sadness
Drawing the perfect frame for madness
Your voice echoes in this empty room
Meaning somehere somehow, always be doomed
It’s a burden to be, that unhappy
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