Feeling for my words

As always I wake up in a dusting room
As akways I feel something is missing

I thought that I would be able to be a better man
When awaking a little more early
There is no reason
I act as if I'm clown
Cause the weather forecast says it's going to rain

I don't need reason to live
As always time is running
No wonder she's going mad, money's gone
Everything isn't beautiful
Need to feel for my words
Time is always running
No wonder she's going mad, money's all gone
Still, I hope everything will look beautiful

It is good if it can be said that I love you
How can I be so selfish?
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