Filur - Concentrate! - original lyrics

My head up my a** My a** in my chair My chair by my table My table down town All those years of holding my hand All those years of picking me up All those years of folding their hands All those years of never giving up! Why can I concentrate, when I talk To my mom, and my dad On the phone tonight i said "wait" When my mom, said she was sad Aaaah –mom said she was sad My hand on the phone My phone in my pocket My pocket is cold I come from the north All those years of holding my hand All those years of picking me up All those years of folding their hands All those years of never giving up! Why can I concentrate, when I talk To my mom, and my dad On the phone tonight i said "wait" When my mom, said she was sad Aaah –mom said she was sad My foot on my brake My brake isn't working I'm working too hard I come from the north All those years of holding my hand All those years of picking me up All those years of folding their hands All those years of never giving up! Why can I concentrate, when I talk To my mom, and my dad On the phone tonight i said "wait" When my mom, said she was sad Aaah –mom said she was sad