Realised that sometimes,
happiness isn't all that is important.
There are lotsa complications involved,
you'll probably will have to feel quite shitty before that
in order to be able to experience any form of happiness.
You'll have to deal with opinions from others.
Yet no matter how lousy it is,
they're always right in their own eyes.
Guess, my turn has come.
Been a contented plant for too long
with not being upset.
Now i'm quite rid of all troubles.
Been allowing too much trampling for way too long.
I really need a break.
Needa break free from the boring diplomatic code of life.
Beautiful prisoner, let it be dead
Promises made it certain to end
Voices and visions are locked in my head
I could sing for sorrow
All of the words that we damn never speak
All of our ghosts and secrets do keep
Gather them all we'll bury them deep
I could sing for sorrow