Текст Small Faces – E Too D
Текст:
Sometimes I feel
Like a frustrated child
I got everything I want
And there’s nothing that I need
I can’t stop my brain from running wild
Running wild, from running wild
My brain, my brain is running wild
Running wild, from running wild
My brain, my brain is running wild
Sometimes I’m looking somewhere
And I don’t like what I see
Seems like my soul is made of paper
So I took a look outside myself
Trying to get myself together
Things have changed, now I find
I’ve just been messing, messing up my mind
So now my troubles are all over
And I’m pleased to find
That I was right and they were wrong
I have messed up my mind
You see those colors, hear those voices
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