Seek
Seek
I open the window and look outside
I see the sun’s rays shining down
For some reason my room is dark
The sun missed me or went around
So when I wake up happy or giddy
My days already gloomy or gray
I get in my car a drive
But somehow, something ruins my day
I see more then I should for someone normal
I can’t understand why
What was I born to do in this life
Besides feel my hurt multiply
Just when I get ahead
Something pulls me right back
A rope around my waist
And one around my neck
I need someone to find me
And rescue me fast
I am ready to give up
On life and its future past
I lose in all matters of the heart
It’s a class that never ends
Done with love and hope
Now just going to pretend
The souls that I see and talk to
Are damaged goods that need repair
I’m not a mechanic anymore
I’m an engine in despair
No one needs a nice guy
They want the bad boy who’ll change
Knowing it’ll never happen
Always in targets range
____________________________
Here I am nice guy converted
Not caring about anything anymore
Because when I was a nice guy
I couldn’t win behind any door
I open the window and look outside
I see the sun’s rays shining down
For some reason my room is dark
The sun missed me or went around
So when I wake up happy or giddy
My days already gloomy or gray
I get in my car a drive
But somehow, something ruins my day
I see more then I should for someone normal
I can’t understand why
What was I born to do in this life
Besides feel my hurt multiply
Just when I get ahead
Something pulls me right back
A rope around my waist
And one around my neck
I need someone to find me
And rescue me fast
I am ready to give up
On life and its future past
I lose in all matters of the heart
It’s a class that never ends
Done with love and hope
Now just going to pretend
The souls that I see and talk to
Are damaged goods that need repair
I’m not a mechanic anymore
I’m an engine in despair
No one needs a nice guy
They want the bad boy who’ll change
Knowing it’ll never happen
Always in targets range
____________________________
Here I am nice guy converted
Not caring about anything anymore
Because when I was a nice guy
I couldn’t win behind any door
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