Anna Gunnarsson

så försöker man. dag ut och dag in att gå vidare. släppa taget och bara fortsätta.
somliga dagar går det bra, andra dagar går det rent åt helvete måste jag säga.
idag är en sådan dag då ALLT går åt helvete.  tankemässigt


I don't know how else to put this - it's taken me so long to do this
I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight
My muscles feel like a melee - body's curled in a u-shape
I put on my best, but I'm still afraid
Propped up by lies with promises - saving my place as life forgets
Maybe it's time I saw the world
I'm only here for awhile - but patience is not my style
And I'm so tired that I got to go

What am I supposed to hide now? What am I supposed to do?
Did you really think I wouldn't see this through?
Tell me I should stick around for you, tell me I could have it all
I'm still too tired to care and I got to go

I get to go home in one week, but I'm leaving home in three weeks
They throw me a bone just to pick me dry
I'm following suit and directions, I crawl up inside for protection
I'm told what to do and I don't know why
I'm over existing in limbo,  I'm over the myths and placebos
I don't really mind if I just fade away...
I'm ready to live with my family, I'm ready to die in obscurity
Cuz I'm so tired that I got to go

What am I supposed to hide now? What am I supposed to do?
You still don't think I'm going to see this through?
I don't know how else to put this - it's taken me so long to do this
I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight
My muscles feel like a melee - body's curled in a u-shape
I put on my best, but I'm still afraid
Propped up by lies with promises - saving my place as life forgets
Maybe it's time I saw the world
I'm only here for awhile - but patience is not my style
And I'm so tired that I got to go

What am I supposed to hide now? What am I supposed to do?
Did you really think I wouldn't see this through?
Tell me I should stick around for you, tell me I could have it all
I'm still too tired to care and I got to go

I get to go home in one week, but I'm leaving home in three weeks
They throw me a bone just to pick me dry
I'm following suit and directions, I crawl up inside for protection
I'm told what to do and I don't know why
I'm over existing in limbo,  I'm over the myths and placebos
I don't really mind if I just fade away...
I'm ready to live with my family, I'm ready to die in obscurity
Cuz I'm so tired that I got to go

What am I supposed to hide now? What am I supposed to do?
You still don't think I'm going to see this through?
Tell me I'm a part of history - Tell me I can have it all
I'm still too tired to care and I got to go