Current mood:	artistic
Current music:	I just changed it to Crawling by Linkin Park

It Shouldn't Hurt to be Free
For some crazy reason these lyrics say a lot about me right now. I feel like this I guess. I'm stupid.. But this is that song To Be Free by Emiliana Torrini.

Once in a house, on a hill..
A boy got angry
He broke into my heart..
For a day and a night
I stayed beside him
Until I had no hope
So I came down the hill
Of course I was hurt
But then I started to think

It should hurt me to be free
It's what i really need
To pull myself together..
But if it's so good being free
Would you mind telling me
Why I don't know what to do with myself..

There's a park by the dock..
Where I hide from myself
Drinking with this man
He offered me a ciggarette
And I accepted,
Cuz it's been a very long time..
As it burned til the end
I thought of the boy..
That no one could ever forget

Tt shouldn't hurt me to be free
It's what i really need
To pull myself together..
But if its so good being free
Would you mind telling me
Why I don't know what to do with myself
To pull myself together..

But if it's so good being free
Would you mind telling me
Why I don't know what to do with myself...

To pull myself together..