The faster we’re falling,
We’re stopping and stalling.
We’re running in circles again
Just as things we’re looking up
You said it wasn’t good enough.
But still we’re trying one more time.
Maybe we’re just trying to hard.
When really it’s closer than it is too far
Cause I’m in too deep, and I’m trying to keep,
Up above in my head, instead of going under.
Cause I’m in too deep, and I’m trying to keep,
Up above in my head, instead of going under.
Instead of going under.
Seems like each time
I’m with you I loose my mind,
Because I’m bending over backwards to relate.
It’s one thing to complain
But when you’re driving me insane
Well then I think it’s time that we took a break.
Maybe we’re just trying to hard.
When really it’s closer than it is too far
Cause I’m in too deep, and I’m trying to keep,
Up above in my head, instead of going under.
Cause I’m in too deep, and I’m trying to keep,
Up above in my head, instead of going under.
Instead of going under.
Instead of going under.
I can’t sit back and wonder why.
It took so long for this to die.
And I hate it when you fake it.
You can’t hide it you might as well embrace it.
So believe me it’s not easy.
It seems that something’s telling me,
Cause I’m in too deep, and I’m trying to keep,
Up above in my head, instead of going under.
Cause I’m in too deep, and I’m trying to keep,
Up above in my head, instead of going under.
Instead of going under.
instead of going under.
instead of going under again.
instead of going under.
instead of going under again.
instead of going under again.
Шпасибочки, тебе Зимбельштулькин, рада тебя видеть в своем дневнике, кстати, ты живешь в моем любимом районе, а я сама из Щукино (родилась там и долго жила) воть....
Щас в выхино, просто у меня дом прям рядом с алыми парусами стоял, там ща жить невозможно, а жаль мне там очень нравилось, особенно гулять в серебряном бору, знаешь это место?