SIAMES - Post Tour Depression Lyrics

Good old times stay in my soul
But happiness behaves like a phantom
I miss the smiles, the screams, and the hugs
I'm going home, eyes on the horizon

And I wonder why
It doesn't matter
How hard I try
It always slips away

I have to face this heavy goodbye
Cause when I walk away the void will find me
I'm on my own, the moon comes and goes
But I can´t help myself from going under

And I wonder why
It doesn't matter
How hard I try
It always slips away

It's the Post Tour Depression!
It's the Post Tour Depression!
It's the Post Tour Depression!
It's the Post Tour Depression!
It's the Post Tour Depression!
It's the Post Tour Depression!"