After Fame

I have been so wrong

Breaking carved queens

Was using drugs and having awful dreams

I don’t know my own mind

Lost all my friends

I don’t think, left everything behind

Look how it’s terrible, when you’re in breakdown

Tears wetting your whole face, with nothing around.

Thought I was getting strong

Touching on the guitar strings

Going out with pretty young twins

Was late, but I realized

Who were really important fled away

I had no time to apologize

Look how it’s terrible, when you’re in breakdown

Tears wetting your whole face, with nothing around.

I’ll try to set right my mistakes

Maybe there’s a way to make it all fade

Out

Everything I should make, already made

Now I’m hoping a good end, and I am here seeing

Ho-w

It comes