Letras: The Rasmus. Hell Of A Collection. Chill.

:
I gotta make a phone call to my best friends
I gotta let them know that I'm leaving
Everything behind me and politely
I don't wanna hurt their feelings
Oh no, no no

I'll need to come back and I wanna explain
Why I had to leave them sleeping
The answer's in the air, but I really don't care
'Cos I couldn't really keep on breathing the smoke

And every time when I painted my room
Like a fool I hid my feelings
And every time when I painted my room
I thought about leaving

You roll like a stone girl you should not stop
And I don't wanna step on your feet
And you do what you do to stay on top
And I don't wanna make you feel
Incomplete

And every time when I painted my room
Like a fool I hid my feelings
And every time when I painted my room
I thought about leaving

At the end of the day
Don't know what to say
At the end of the day
I'll be flying
Away [flying away]

And every time when I painted my room
Like a fool I hid my feelings
And every time when I painted my room
I thought about leaving
Thought about leaving

And every time when I painted my room
Like a fool I hid my feelings
And every time when I painted my room
No I thought about leaving
[thought about leaving]
Now that I'm leaving