B.S. Songtext
von Pretending

We lost ourselves
Real life interjected
Like a wasted stranger
At a bar or show
Telling yelling
The same old story
On repeat


It won′t be the last time it happens
We'll just have to hope
They don′t come back again
And know everyone
Impossible to have them be uninvited

Always unwelcome
Always unwelcome
Always unwelcome

So dear let's gather ourselves
And continue our conversation
Of dreams and
Of aspirations