i w końcu musi pojawić się wielkie BUM
nie zawsze pozytywne.
ja wymiękłam.
..and my memories of them were the only things that sustained me,
and my only real happy times. I was a singer, not a very popular one,
who once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet -
but upon an unfortunate series of events,
saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky
that I wished on over and over again - sparkling and broken.
But I didnt really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted
and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
Im tired of feeling like Im f-ck-n crazy
Im tired of driving till I see stars in my eyes
I look up to hear myself saying,
Baby, too much I strive, I just ride
I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone in the night
Been tryin hard not to get into trouble, but I
Ive got a war in my mind
I just ride