DEMCHUK - Chasing My Happiness

Enough wasting time on each other
I'm not your friend, you ain't my lover Running in circles will only make it worse
But your warmth is no match for my cold curse Minimum, minimum, minimum words
Nobody was ready for that, it hurts Feelings can be worse then chains
Chasing my happiness
In this race I feel so helpless I'm not used to being alone
I will drown if I don't go on Chasing my happiness
Leaving many scars on my wrists and traces
Pushing to the limit - no fear, no blame
I wish to feel happy, but it feels like pain Time's a liar - doesn't heal a thing