Invidia

24. července 2010 v 18:00 | Ina |  Delain
Invidia

My achievements seem so humble
While you're making wine from water
While my hands work the cold soil
All you touch turns into gold
and I don't want to be like you
I don't want to be like you
Seems like you outrun me every time
I want to be you
Why can't I erase you from my mind
I don't want to be like you
Seems like you outrun me every time
I want to be you
Why can't I erase you from my mind
All the heroes in the gutter
finally get their ever after
As they lay their final glance
Upon your ever shining armor
and I don't want to be like you
Looking from a distance
the difference seems so small
has the grass been greener
on the other side at all?
 

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