asteraceae Songtext
von Trash Panda

Maybe everything you wanted was a lie
Maybe all your high-flung hopes and dreams are not devised
Maybe the love you hope for isn′t coming
Maybe life blows over us like wind in the leaves
And when we fall, few will cry But maybe you're a bastion on a battlefield
Maybe you′re called up to die
Maybe as the masses fall around you
You hold it tight, the elixir of life
If you only lose your grip, we'll all be fine

What's on your mind?