Problems

It's the flame of the muse It's a short-time lover to the rescue I don't even wear it myself I don't even trust it as well Make a call to the youth Knowing silence would fall upon the truth I don't even face it myself I don't even care it fell You can't take over my problems I'll only care about me I always have one of these options To feed on my fantasies You can't take over my problems I'll only care about me I always have one of these options To feed on my fantasies Gone the days when I was gone Run the clip when I get home If you were something in my life, it seems I would say it if you caught my dreams On the days when I had wrote the letters I was begging them for moments better If I waited here on borrowed time I would say it 'cause you drew the line You can't take over my problems I'll only care about me I always have one of these options To feed on my fantasies You can't take over my problems I'll only care about me I always have one of these options To feed on my fantasies