Maybe – D-Sailors – letras

You call it humour but I call it frustrationYour jokes get so shitty the more you get drunkI look into your eyes all I see is resignation.You pretend you are so strongalthough you don’t have the faintest idea where you belongBring back your illusions to leave this dead end street.Maybe you hide it behind the facade that covers your wek damaged soulMaybe you are just a lifeless, apathetic, numb machine.I don’t know what broke youWhat made you surrenderYour totally fucked upYou’ve seen it all