Where the fuck is my common sense?
could I have lost it somewhere,
on the road out of the womb..

This feeling is devouring me
I cant stand it anymore
yet i must....

Those deep beautiful eyes
remind me of the white wine
Pleasant and uncomfortable
I cant stand it anymore
yet i must

That light and gentle voice
unearthed back some recent memories
fancy times , happy ones
an era of experience
but i cant stand it anymore
yet i must

Should i remain silent?
Should i spit it out?
I think ive got the answer
Silence will only hurt
i dont want to mourn my past actions
So i shall move on with might and courage
and SAY "YOU SHOULD BE MINE"