Текст песни Change - Electric Guitar

Change
As if I′d change
Isn't it strange to imagine I′d

These stories I know too well
They make me this waking hell
I stand after I have fallen alone

I keep all that I have seen
I weep for an evergreen
I know now that I can be on my own

Now I'm twelve thinking of myself performing hit songs as if I need fame
The reality is I wanna eat but not sell my soul or my name
I could sit straight on my ass and talk how top 40 songs sound the same
But you get a pop hit and make a fortune
God damn it
Who do I blame

Change
As if I'd change
Isn′t it strange to imagine I′d change
As if I'd change
Isn′t it strange to imagine I'd change

Change
As if I′d change
Isn't it strange to imagine I′d change
As if I'd change
As if I'd change