Well as the story ends a moment to be hurt. Now they’re sucking up to me. The sinking feeling I just lost you. Now’s the clarity, another
opportunity. I find you praising matriarchs and I’m just hoping not to rush this. Sink down, but not too far. Don’t drag your body through the waves. Next time you’re hiding till now. Next time you’re running I think you lost me. Next time I’m yelling too loud. And I was hoping you were never to return. And I was saying there was nothing left to hold. Another sappy end. Another sinking you. How could I say when there was nothing left to believe? When I was at the end. Another last resort. When I meant something. Another sinking arsehole. Another stepping stone.
Статистика страницы на pesni.guru ▼
Просмотров сегодня: 2