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