You can callout all the photographs you shot at the crack of the dawn cause I choose not to look it's up to you so tell me what else it's new? Do you think that I can't take it? How far have I gone? On the floor and from he ceiling hope it never stops.
Absinthe will suffice I been chilling out all night, left on, left out I've seen both sides wish I made it through tonite left on, left out.
I am on the brick once it drags me in once the poison heals all the sin cause I choose not to see it's over me it is not big deal to live... Do you think that I can't take it? How far have I gone? On the floor and from he ceiling hope it never stops. Oh no...