Songtext:
Every boy has his falling out Internetagentur Langenfeld Every season has its drought For this kid it was spring of 04 With pretexts wasted there’s nothing left to explore He’s not quite sure
The end is seen so clearly It will follow like the rest But he has to lie, he has to write his story as he goes. Ink out the bittersweet Still wondering:
“Why does this happen to me, this always happens to me. This sort of thing isn’t new. It’s me, not you.”
Every boy has his selling out Of himself this he cannot doubt So pick on a star, call it your own Watch it burn for you, it’s all for you alone He can’t just condone
