Malastaire - Patchy Jeans

It was the birthday of your child
And you thought everything was perfect
But soon you realized it's harder than you ever thought
And your kid left you totally wrecked
You had to give up almost everything, no time for anything at all
It feels like every cry of your child could be your final straw
Every time you fall down on your knees
It's just another patch on your jeans
And every patch becomes a part of you
This is not your final form but your debut
Another time you sleep alone in your bed
Another breakup you can't understand
You did anything for her and tried so hard
And fulfilled her every demand
You are burned-out, there's no fire left in you
you can't believe in finding someone feeling like you do
It's not worth the effort, you will never find someone like her
Someone with eyes colored like pure amber
Every time you fall down on your knees
It's just another patch on your jeans
And every patch becomes a part of you
This is not your final form but your debut
Do you remember when you could sing without jitters
When you didn't mind to ask if mermaids lived in rivers
When you danced freely
And laughed so pure going on your next adventure
Every time you fall down on your knees
It's just another patch on your jeans
And every patch becomes a part of you
This is not your final form but your debut

Written by:
Marco Huberle

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