ADHD-studenten

Det finns faktiskt låttexter som jag upplever som om de på något mystiskt vis talar till mig. Det kan kännas som om det skulle vara jag själv som skrivit texterna, eller åtminstone formulerat dem på ungefär samma vis i mitt huvud.
Här tänker jag bjuda med mig av en sådan text, återigen en av Elin Ruth Sigvardsson. Leta gärna upp låten och lyssna på den, den är magnifik i all sin kraftfulla stillsamhet.

OWN
"The world's spinning around
And I can not escape
From this decadence
That we're living in
So we drink, 'til we forget ourselves
Then we find ourselves
Lost among everything
I'm crying out loud
I'm feeling tired
I used to be proud
But I guess I've expired
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
But I can't stand to live alone
You're my flesh and bone
I wanna write you a song
I wanna take you home
I wanna be your own
And in the dawn
When I wake up again
Closer to the end
Than I've ever been
If I saw your face
I know we could escape
To another place where
Things could be sinking in
I'm crying out loud
I feeling tired
I used to be proud
But I guess I've expired
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
But I can't stand to live alone
You're my flesh and bone
I wanna move to Rome
Far away from home
Where you could be my own
I'm feeling tired...
I'm crying out loud
I guess I've expired
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
Oh, I know It'd be wrong
But I can't stand to live alone
You're my flesh and bone
I wanna write you a song
I wanna take you home
I wanna be your own
Be your own
I wanna be your own"