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HappySad

I had a friend who,
who never saw the sky
because he always looked in front of himself
Maybe he feared staying back
 
Then all of a sudden, every man for himself
I don't even remember why
And I feel a bit happy-sad
I cry, bursting of laughter
 
I had a friend who
wanted to go to everyone a genius
as if to suit himself
He shouldn't please the entire world
 
Then all of a sudden, every man for himself
I don't even remember why
And I feel a bit happy-sad
I cry, bursting of laughter
 
I had a friend that
i don't know if he was my friend for real
because even though he spoke mostly to himself
he wasn't ever able to be sincere
 
Then all of a sudden, every man for himself
I don't even remember why
And I feel a bit happy-sad
and I really don't get it
 
I had a friend who
I haven't seen for a lifetime, and I was wondering
if he found a bit of peace for himself
or if he still sees the world in black & white
 

Crossword

You left me wandering another night
Only because of a few words out of their place
And I have a feeling I’m going round circles
Only with the lies that I tell myself
You know, I feel like I’m in a dream
With me running, out of breath
And I push away another risk of suddenly falling asleep
Keep in mind these words
She tastes like beer and wasted occasions
Like the last days of summer spent smoking
Without anyone to wait
I search for words and find the wrong ones
Like in crossword
I lost you in a breath of autumn wind
And I still grope around for you in the dark
What is it
Hey, yeah
That’s not for me?
Hey, yeah
And thinking back to it, in the end it seems to me like it’s nothing
But at this point you don’t get out of it like out of a dead end
Who knows why we’re giving each other the worst
Maybe we’re out of time, out of time
And I always remember the things I should forget
And I always forget the things I should remember
And I talk too much and I don’t know how to listen to you
I’ll leave, but without being noticed
And I know well the direction to losing myself
To shake my thoughts off
The lights are about to go on
The shadows rush to hide
She tastes like beer and wasted occasions
Like the last days of summer spent smoking
Without anyone to wait
I search for words and find the wrong ones
Like in crossword
I lost you in a breath of autumn wind
And I still grope around for you in the dark
What is it
Hey, yeah
That’s not for me?
Hey, yeah