Your words to me just a whisper
You faces so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear
'cause it's always raining in my head
forget all the things I should have said
So I speak to you in riddles because my words get in my way
I smoke the whole thing to my head and feel it wash away
'cause I can't take anymore of this I wanna come apart
or dig my self a little hole
inside you precious heart
'cause it's always raining in my head
forget all the things I should of said
I am nothing more than a little boy inside who cries out for attention yet I
always try to hide and I talk to you like children
but I don't know how I feel but I know I'll do the right thing
if the right thing is revealed
But it's always raining in my head
forget all the things I should have said.
signed bands are shit anyway. real musician don't need to record their music, neither to play. they just keep it for themselves and play it in their mind.