Duffer
Need a new mornin' to spend the whole day outside
Look for somebody baby, maybe a good day to fight
And I`ve seen a lot of empty little boys
And I don`t know why they keep me from moving on still
But it`s calling me Says it`s up to be
And so every new situation rummages out all my good old mistakes
They disguise as solutions and as always I give into them I give into you
My love to you is making me a duffer
Cause I lose my pride and my sense for giving me strength
And I hold on to what I hate and my favorite seems to be a fool
So if you really tend to that I should know where it`s at
But still it`s calling me Says it`s already up to be
And still every new situation rummages out all my good old mistakes
They turn out to be illusions and as always I`m the last one who dares to admit
Stop this confusion
There`s no better time for a conclusion
The right time for sending you back
You won`t fool me again
© Text: Ellen Klinghammer
[von der CD "Demo"]
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