January Twelve (Hillhead St.)

[Verse 1]
I am standing on the sidewalk
This is supposed to be my home
You look at me from the backyard
You should have seen me before
Wait a minute, I understand
What the hell happened there
I just want the earth to swallow me
And spit me out in somewhere else
Trying to find the middle ground
You saw it last Friday night
And I know this going to be loud
You now only have ten left
They will blame me for what happened
Will not answer anything
I'll just sit and wait for your time on the dark Hillhеad street

[Chorus]
The funny of this is to see how you act like evеrything is
Clean for me, but the truth is that I can't see anything
(Anything, anything, anything)
Let's walk down to the street
(To the street, to the street, to the street)
The funny of this is to see how you act like everything is
Clean for me, but the truth is that I can't see anything
(Anything, anything, anything)
Let's walk down to the street
(To the street, to the street, to the street)

[Verse 2]
He asked me "How are you?"
But didn't ask "How were I?"
Now I try to get into looks
But the looks entered me
Maybe this poetry sounds silly
Maybe you'll tell me "Don't care"
And even if I can't give it to you, I'll keep it in my room
Bird of peace, I saw you
With your wings flying so low
I hope I don't hurt you like so
Many did before on you
And although I know you resist
You shouldn't through this all the time
Now I'll just sit on Hillhead street and watch to all your pain

[Chorus]
The funny of this is to see how you act like everything is
Clean for me, but the truth is that I can't see anything
(Anything, anything, anything)
Let's walk down to the street
(To the street, to the street, to the street)
The funny of this is to see how you act like everything is
Clean for me, but the truth is that I can't see anything
(Anything, anything, anything)
Let's walk down to the street
(To the street, to the street, to the street)