Tuesday, December 11, 2007
working under pressure
As I gently taste its flavour under the frothy foam,
my senses are slightly relived.
As I drown myself in the endless sea of reality,
I hardly breathe.
As I lie in my resthouse away from the world,
I drift into a dream.
As I can't convince myself that my troubles will leave me soon,
I just wanna scream.
Caffeine doesn't wanna help me now. I'm feeling sleepy.
(Hey I wanna be a rockstar)
my senses are slightly relived.
As I drown myself in the endless sea of reality,
I hardly breathe.
As I lie in my resthouse away from the world,
I drift into a dream.
As I can't convince myself that my troubles will leave me soon,
I just wanna scream.
Caffeine doesn't wanna help me now. I'm feeling sleepy.
(Hey I wanna be a rockstar)
