Three Weeks Ahead Songtext
von Brockhoff

I hate this city, it scares me
Nobody′s listening to me
Oh, wait I didn't say anything
They left but they′re still fucking with my head

I wish you'd call in the morning
Ask me if I could come back early
But you won't say anything
And I crawl back in my head again

Where I am three weeks ahead of your feelings
You′re gonna catch up believe me
And it′s gonna be a blast


I hate this city it wears me
Out till its greed becomes part of me
Oh boy, it's been a hell of a ride
You better not fuck with my head, because

I am three weeks ahead of your feelings
You′re gonna catch up believe me
And It's gonna be a blast
I get a panic attack when I get caught up in the past
So I′m living three weeks ahead of you

I'm three weeks ahead
Three weeks ahead of you
It′s gonna be a blast
I'm three weeks ahead
Three weeks ahead of you
It's gonna be a blast

I get a panic attack when I get caught up in the past
So I′m living three weeks ahead of you