Album: Heading North for the Winter

I've been waiing 'round forever just to find my break
Maybe this guitar was my first mistake
Well I just don't know what to do
Or how to find my way to you
And I gotta shut the voices in my head out soon

'Cos nothing ever comes to you
So I work until my face is blue
But I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soon

Well my heroes always told me just to keep the faith
But maybe they were wrong and they were playing it safe
'Cos everywhere I look around
Peoples' dreams are falling down
And I cannot find a single motivation here

'Cos nothing ever comes to you
So I work until my face is blue
But I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soon

'Cos I'm tired like a popped balloon
And my head feels like it's torn in two
But I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soon

So don't you start telling me to lighten up
'Cos the only thing I have left are these songs I wrote
The lyrics are as meaningless
As the people who ignore what's going on here tonight

'Cos nothing ever comes to you
So I work until my face is blue
But I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soon

And I'm broken and I can't be fixed
And my head has been declared thick
But I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soon
No I won't say anything 'cos I might regret it soon

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