Your hands were always tied to a future set on your wedding day. That’s not building a life. You’re throwing it all away.
I’ve lost a lot of friends this year some to a marriage and careers Honestly I’m scared to death of losing the few I still have left. Falling leaves are all I’ve seen. I’m always stuck here in between. I wish the wind would blow us back before the snow falls over me.
Where I want to be and my reality always share such little company.
We’re all hopeless romantics who base regression on your semantics. The doubtless nights now endless lies turn into depression. But you’ll never hear me say the golden days faded away
There’s a hurricane that’s raged in my head. A nightmare taking place out of my bed. The winds are tearing away what I still love. I’ll keep holding on with broken hands. I won’t let my life deconstruct.
There’s comfort in the warmth of love but I’m drawn to the cold of being alone. Stole my senses from second guesses and left me numb to the bone. And I’ve finally found a place to grow.
We’re all hopeless romantics who base regression on your semantics. The doubtless nights now endless lies turn into depression. But you’ll never hear me say that the golden days faded away
I never said this was easy. (You’ll go on pretending) And I don’t expect you to understand The shit that I went through (It’s what you were in to) To make this life my final stand
Trigger happy with a loaded gun in my hand. Crosshairs aligned for that place in time Living life for the unplanned.
Good luck making history. And I’ll put my two cents into building more of these memories.
We’re all hopeless romantics who base regression on your semantics. The doubtless nights now endless lies turn into depression. But you’ll never hear me say the golden days faded away.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
