it kinda reminds me of you
it kinda reminds me of daniel bruhl
of crying
of not speaking
of not being able to speak
of berlin and
of not speaking
of not being able to speak
of berlin and
mass destruction
it reminds me of space
of my mother
telling you i didn't believe
in anything anymore
of reading
of empty days and lying
of sweetness and
love
of questioning authority
it reminds me of space
of my mother
telling you i didn't believe
in anything anymore
of reading
of empty days and lying
of sweetness and
love
of questioning authority
the nineties
and all the events i've been
and all the events i've been
missing.
i guess it
just reminded me
of me.
i guess it
just reminded me
of me.