Velveteen - 3 Kids Home lyrics

rate me

Your star sign and your calendar

show exactly that you're on top,

but you're not.

The quieter [you are]

The more you know that this is not how it should be.

Forty million different stories,

Each of those could curse a lie.

Trading stickers at the front porch ,

Could have been your first resistance

It happened while you spent your days at home

And still you force yourself to go to places

That you think you belong, but you're wrong.

The pressure and the preferences, it's been a while

Since you read those parts in those books.

Where every one tried to exhaust it

As if these efforts made a difference

The awful thought of not returning

Escorted summer holidays

It happened while you were away,

And your bed was so perfectly made.

On the terrace they send you to see

All the guys that would party with me.

In this fortress that they call a house,

And its doorsteps were tumbling down

And its back door that always was shut

protect white paint from down to the top.

So what happened to you and your friends

with the cigarette stains on their hands

And the pale girl we met at the bar

That I always adored from afar.