Tá Foda
Pocalia
It's Fucked Up
I was actually doing just fine
So why am I alone again?
Why do I find myself stuck in the same sad cycle once more?
You messed with my head
I'm looking for ways to forget you
But what's the point
If you always come back and mess up my bed?
And all my friends are dating
Once again it's killing me
What is it that I lack?
Maybe the problem is the way I am
Always getting too excited too fast
I guess my eyes are the only thing that don't lie
All this effort
Just tell me that you love me
Getting lost inside my thoughts
Can't wait to just lay down
Take this weight off my chest and not wake up in my own world again
Yeah, it's rough
They always tell me the same thing all over again
I can never seem to express myself, ah
You messed with my head
I'm looking for ways to forget you
But what's the point?
If you always come back and mess up my bed
And all my friends are dating
Once again it's killing me
What is it that I lack?
Maybe the problem is the way I am
Always getting too excited too fast
I guess my eyes are the only thing that don't lie
All this effort
Just tell me that you love me
Time just keeps passing, and
One day, everything
Everything will come to an end