Letra de November

You're in the middle of a dark november. The most evil month of the year. What's left to do than to live through december. And raise the hopes for the coming year. And the appartment's full of sacks with garbage that I did forget to throw. And bitter memories that are hard to swallow. I'm staying in the bedroom. Underneath a blanket in the dark. When it all comes down to facts. You're not better than the rest, you're not much better. When winter's coming around the corner. Jack Frost knocks on your front door. And your spirit's hiding in the basement. And you think you know but you're not sure. I dare to take a glimpse behind the curtains. Of what is going down outside today. Just keep on longing for another season. I'm staying in the bedroom. Underneath a blanket in the dark. When it all comes down to facts. You're not better than the rest, you're not much better