I wake up in the night seven days before i hit the floor I'm standing on the edge like i dont know what was before
If we can pass this point, we will be happy I don't know the words, but this is happening
I walk down the corridor, find the same behind every door It's just that I cannot say a word without asking for more I'm standing on the edge like i don't know what was before
If we can pass this point, we will be happy I can't find the words, but this is happening If we erase the tapes, we would be happy I don't know the words, but this is happening