He shifted in his chair Suddenly aware “I know I should know better now, but I can't stop”
He couldn't make it back The pressure slowly stacked He holds his breath and looks through you as you look back
Like it happens all the time You know you got it bad When he's locked inside himself Your eyes
The show was pretty loud Pushing through the crowd I saw him at the bar when he looked up at me
I wonder why that was I never called his bluff He let it burn inside him like an unseen fire
Like it happens all the time You know you got it bad When you're locked inside yourself Her eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
