I'm over here. Far from this world. Far from this issues. Far from money, far from sadness, far from everything. Far from their expectations. Far from their needs.
Se incearca o terapie, Se vrea un concediu si doua zile de munca. Si bani pentru toate astea. But music, music,man. Is all i have. Above this fears, this need of control, above this ugly world. There is music. And music makes me feel alive. And dreams. I got dreams to remember.
Feeling weird,acting 17. Feeling old. Noises in my head. Maybe the Icecream Man will save me, With this voice. Too tired to save myself.
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