Am I brave if I look you straight in the eye? Uninvited stranger Waiting for the right time Come sit next to me when you feel like you've had enough to be a brave man, too "It gets better" someone wrote on the bathroom stall Couldn't hear you over the music So I smile nod, smile and nod Turns out my love language doesn't coincide with yours Maybe we'll try until we're furious or we're bored
I feel tired
It is strange to look this city in the face Vacant as I'm wandering Vacant occupying space Come sit next to me, hang over the roof's edge Carry me drunk down the stairs, precarious It's a mouthful when I'm defensive Carrying mortal weapons Carry false pretensions It's an effort It's a consequence It's a cigarette in my hand It is not a friend
I feel tired I feelTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
