Boy

There´s a picture of a boy in my living room
I can´t remember his name I hope I´ll remember it soon
I think I know that face someone I once met
now I don´t know his name and if he used to be like that

tonight I´m going back
tonight I´m going away
tonight I will attack and I won´t be back for today

"you used to be like that" that´s what my mother said
I´ll never be like that again and that is making me mad
I sit down on my sofa
I cry for what I lost again
I wonder how I used to be
I shoot myself and end this game

tonight I´m going back
tonight I´m going away
tonight I will attack and I won´t be back for today

I´m going back
I´m going back