Dear TeamLiquid,

I wonder what it’s like seeing through your eyes.
You offered me to have a try, but I was always late.
The filters that I use give me an an excuse.
They take away what’s real, I feel it and it blows my fuse.

I hang around for another round.
I’m hanging around for another round.
I’m hanging on to the same old song.
I hang around for another round, until something stops me.

I wonder what it’s like walking by your side.
To think before I talk and to move at the same speed as you walk.
I want to have a weight to keep me in your state.
I’m watching from above, I love it but it’s not for me.

I hang around for another round.
I’m hanging around for another round.
I’m hanging on to the same old song.
I hang around for another round, until something stops me.

Love,
mitsy

Hanging Around (The Cardigans)