I gotta make a phonecall to my best friends.
I gotta let them know that Im leaving.
Everything behind me and politely I dont wanna hurt their feelings, oh no.
Ill need to come back and I wanna explain why I had to leave them sleeping.
The answers in the air but I really dont care cos I couldnt really keep on breathing the smoke.
And every time when I painted my room
like a fool I hid my feelings.
And every time when I painted my room
I thought about leaving.
You roll like stone girl, you should not stop and I dont wanna step on your feet.
And you do what you do to stay on top. I dont wanna make you feel incomplete.
And every time when I painted my room...
At the end of the day I dont know what to say.
At the end of the day Ill be flying away.
And every time when I painted my room...
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