I simply love to wander in my thoughts. It’s nice in there. I can jump between thoughts like a cricket on a meadow. It’s 8 in the morning and I’ve been awake for almost two hours, just looking through the window, to the sky as to an always changing painting, to the mountains as if they’re giants watching over the land.

I have moments when I’m at peace with myself and I have moments when I become restless, as if I’m in a search for an old treasure, a rune. Everyday I find new things about myself and I’m enjoying that to my last pores. Even though I almost always say I’m bored…I almost never am. I could never get bored inside my head. I can get lonely but not bored. I love analyzing people, their gestures, their eyes, their words and find hidden meanings behind. I love falling in love. With music, with words, sometimes even with people…I love being surprised…it happens, not a lot but it happens. I hate sleeping but I love dreaming, I dream every chance I got…of what was, what is and what it’ll be.

Hi, I’m Adi and I’m addicted. Addicted to life, addicted to music, addicted to feelings…and I’ll always like that about me.

and a live version…that sounds almost exactly the same.

Maria Mena – I Always like that

Should make me admit I´m broken, I´m broken, shouldnt it? After All That I´ve preached I still cannot accept that im not a fit. And once lead off course the snowball, Snowballing down my spine Draws a perfectly imperfect line.

Is it just the weight, Cause the weight is what weighs me down again. Or is that the scapegoat the overly clumsy friend There to take on the blame for what´s really happening. The circle must come to an end.

And I always liked that about me That I know what I am fighting for and for This I`d go to war. Weapon in mind is my minds skin Swaddled round the only bodypart That should matter, My heart.

The only way is to let go, get rid of all the fear Of not being perfect, my goal seems perctly clear. Terrified if I let go I also lose myself And I don´t want to be somebody else.

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And what if I´ve always been Good enough in my skin?

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