Donots - Static

Think of good times
mind the bad times
try to divert my gaze
just to come back to this place
crooked spin déjá vu
i´m gonna walk this way place without you
a million miles, a perfect view
to erase the routine, to save me and you
i try to leave it all behind
and still i think about you
i try to leave it all behind
think of good times
mind the bad times
try to turn my face
away from yesterday´s grace
nothing´s easy anymore
i´ve overestimated myself
i try to remember how to forget
but it´s getting harder day by day
think of good times
mind the bad times
cannot divert my gaze
i hope this is just a phase
the nights are long and the words unsaid
i´m still waiting for a phone-call
a list of excuses in my head
which you wouldn´t understand at all
i cannot leave it all behind
still i think about you
i cannot leave it all behind
without talking to you
i cannot leave it all behind
i just cannot leave it all behind
you ought to know you´re still on my mind