3/8-10: A fighter and a quiter
Yeah Im a fighter
Somedays I only of think of fighting
I would never ever think of giving up,
stop trying
And tomorrow Im a quiter
Yeah a quiter sick of living
Sick of always being the one
who does the giving
I'm sitting on the balcony.
Smoking my last ciggarette.
I hear something say "how could he".
You were soo perfect.
I wish I could fight as I did before
And still be myself.
But it's not the same anymore.
Silent voices dont exist. Nowadays we yell.
You think it is so damn fucking funny for me
All I do when we fight is to think of all our memories
Thinking back everytime looking back just to figure out
What the hell we did wrong and what you think about
My thoughts are only questions and to you I only do wrong
I dont even know what I do, but I know I must stay strong
Cause I can feel that this shit will go on on and on
Till the day we cant talk no more, till were fucking done
But still then I will sit and wonder what the fuck happend
Where did the happiness go? the love and the laughing
It's over man..
I'm leaving you, I know you dont want me
Im just so pissed that I cant see
Couldn't see what the fuck you did to me
Now I'm just left here with a broken heart, dark melody
I guess its now when Im suppose to feel free
But I aint
I only feel free and wonderful when it's with you
But it aint gonna happen again, I mean what to do?..
But I meant every word I said
When I told you that you were the only one in my head
Who I thought of, loved, adored and more
But now I sit here fucking crying till I collapse and my body hits the floor
I never wanted this to happen man..
Just wish that you would understand
/ Amanda Andersson
Somedays I only of think of fighting
I would never ever think of giving up,
stop trying
And tomorrow Im a quiter
Yeah a quiter sick of living
Sick of always being the one
who does the giving
I'm sitting on the balcony.
Smoking my last ciggarette.
I hear something say "how could he".
You were soo perfect.
I wish I could fight as I did before
And still be myself.
But it's not the same anymore.
Silent voices dont exist. Nowadays we yell.
You think it is so damn fucking funny for me
All I do when we fight is to think of all our memories
Thinking back everytime looking back just to figure out
What the hell we did wrong and what you think about
My thoughts are only questions and to you I only do wrong
I dont even know what I do, but I know I must stay strong
Cause I can feel that this shit will go on on and on
Till the day we cant talk no more, till were fucking done
But still then I will sit and wonder what the fuck happend
Where did the happiness go? the love and the laughing
It's over man..
I'm leaving you, I know you dont want me
Im just so pissed that I cant see
Couldn't see what the fuck you did to me
Now I'm just left here with a broken heart, dark melody
I guess its now when Im suppose to feel free
But I aint
I only feel free and wonderful when it's with you
But it aint gonna happen again, I mean what to do?..
But I meant every word I said
When I told you that you were the only one in my head
Who I thought of, loved, adored and more
But now I sit here fucking crying till I collapse and my body hits the floor
I never wanted this to happen man..
Just wish that you would understand
/ Amanda Andersson
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