My wintertime came fast about your drawing pad And then you told me You didnt like closely You dont like walking home You re not sure who you are And no-one knows about your scar But I told you to shut up once Because you are never there And you are too old to be scared
Cause I have been in lots of these Bad, bad situations
Paint nothing now Paint nothing now
The summertime came fast you sti will had your drawing pad But you told me You couldnt see me correctly We dont like holding hands We dont like playing guitar And no-one knows about your scars
But I have been in, lots of these Bad, bad situations
And you never get out of this easily
Cause I have been in lots of these Bad, bad situations
Paint nothing now Paint nothing now
Send me here send me there Repetitions in the air Repetitions in the air
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