there is no light above my head
there is no a fuzzy dream
there is no hope
there is no ambition
there is no lover
i can`t breathe the air
you suffocate me
you take all
you are taking as much as you are willing to take
why is always about you?
why my soul feels like a silent shout?
everybody says that we are he best
everybody says that you love me
you sleep next to me
but my loneliness is always around me
i need to hear you say something about me
i need to feel you over me when we are alone and not just at the club
you are the great pretender
you are the greatest lover
and i hate the sarcasm.