Wasted

Олегия Кневорская: литературный дневник

You’ll find me in my tree,
Taking time to be,
In reality, but not normality.
You can try but you won’t change me,
I don’t do stress you see,
Like a bird I’m free,
To do the things I need.
Bridge 1:
I’m not an island, but I know,
I don’t need anyone.
Chorus:
You think I’m wasted, totally vacant.
I just like spacin’ out sometimes.
You must be mistaken,
I won’t be breakin’,
My feet are firmly on the ground.
You won’t bring me down.
I walk on my own.
I’m standin’ alone.
I don’t need anyone.


Я ЛЮБЛЮ ЕГО!!!!!!!!!!



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