Songtext von Headsore

I had thoughts today That made me feel as if i may be growing I have this urge to read and learn Something new But I hate books And I hate reading So what am I thinking Often the story has just gotten old And i can't grow with it Anymore I can't grow Waiting for your arrivals Hiding my life among While I over hear his twisted intellect Like vocal on his deathbed She said 'you're 22 and life is the same for you as when you left here' I thought of the one Who dyed his pride four years further than me I'm going over the water now And when I get across I'm going to look back and think Not tomorrow, not ever. Head Sore of course Head Sore of course I had thoughts today They made me feel as if i may be growing I had this urge to go and love someone new But I like her and I hate playing So what am I saying? I think our time has just got old And I can't grow with her anymore I can't grow waiting for you eyelids Hiding from the light of morning While I overhear his twisted intelect Like vocal on his deathbed She said 'youre 22, life isn't the same for you, as it is for me' I thought of the one who died his pride four years further than me I'm going over the water now And when I get across I'm going to look back and think Not tomorrow, not ever. Head Sore of course Head Sore of course