Post Tour Depression Songtext
von SIAMÉS

Good old times stay in my soul
But happiness behaves like a phantom
I miss the smiles, the screams, and the hugs
I′m going home, eyes on the horizon

And I wonder why
It doesn't matter
How hard I try
It always slips away


I have to face this heavy goodbye
′Cause when I walk away, the void will find me
I'm on my own; the moon comes and goes
But I can't help myself from going under

And I wonder why
It doesn′t matter
How hard I try
It always slips away


It′s the Post-Tour Depression!
It's the Post-Tour Depression!
It′s the Post-Tour Depression!
It's the Post-Tour Depression!
It′s the Post-Tour Depression!
It's the Post-Tour Depression!
It′s the Post-Tour Depression!
It's the Post-Tour Depression!