Diary - Frodi Bjarnason

[03:59.0]This might go like it would in a movie
[03:59.0]Where the first act’s barely done
[03:59.0]Where I say goodbye to the ones that knew me
[03:59.0]And leave to win what can’t be won
[03:59.0]And I walk with a winner’s expression
[03:59.0]With my hands clenched in a fist
[03:59.0]And I talk with a victor’s aggression
[03:59.0]Still I punch right through the mist.
[03:59.0]Like a man who can’t be beaten
[03:59.0]I will keep on looking up
[03:59.0]I’ll rely on both of my feet to walk
[03:59.0]And never have to stop
[03:59.0]But they kick, even when I don’t want them
[03:59.0]And my heart does not feel whole
[03:59.0]Who’ll be there to calm my mind when
[03:59.0]I feel like I’m not in control?
[03:59.0]‘Cause I don’t think I can speak
[03:59.0]Honestly
[03:59.0]When I feel like I am
[03:59.0]More than I need to be
[03:59.0]I will create a brand new name and
[03:59.0]Construct a brand new face
[03:59.0]Act like I know this game and
[03:59.0]Relocate to a brand new place
[03:59.0]But by God I will kill my virtues
[03:59.0]Get strangled by the mess I made
[03:59.0]Try to think up a whole new meaning
[03:59.0]To pass away the blame
[03:59.0]I don’t think I can speak
[03:59.0]Honestly
[03:59.0]When I feel that I am
[03:59.0]More than I need to be
[03:59.0]I never want to grow old
[03:59.0]Too many stories left untold
[03:59.0]And I don’t think I can leave.