Rainy day in Paris
I mapped too much I wanna go weep on the floor.
Yet in my heart lies an insurrection
Hoping for the dark to anticipate into something more.
No muse left for the museums,
What a shame to waste the time on the phone.
Yet here I am with a head in a flurry,
Cause I'm hooking all of my fears close.
Rainy day In Strausborg Cathedral,
Painted pails cast over haven-dotted clouds.
Lit a fuse with a cigarette in hand,
Can't afford to ever touch that shit again.
Am I the only one who's been long tired
Of pretending to be a pilot in a rocket ship?
And to those who dare to lead life higher,
What's the price you've paid to be still so dissatisfied?
What will I worth in these ever-changing times?
Rainy day in Milan City,
Two nights of terror I love to call life.
Could I lost it all getting picked by a stranger?
It almost makes me wanna get a pocket knife,
But I can't ever see to hold a fight.
Oh, I can't keep living like this anymore!
Whoa, yeah!
Rainy day in Paris,
What a shame to waste the time on the phone.
Yet here I am with a head in a flurry,
Cause I'm hooking all of my fears close.
Yeah, I'm hooking all of my fears close.