wake up we spend these days restless and waiting those nights i spent climbing through windows they got me nowhere
and all of those things that i wanted an insatiable lust for young flesh i lost my youthful innocence so long ago so how sincere are your advances? and how sincere are my replies? anybodys can fill this hole
my God, this winter is killing me! this cold air stings my face it chills me down to the bone leaving my bed has become a chore and i don't know how much longer i'm gonna last
i long for the warmth of the spring and its promises of better things coming into my life saying farewell to this cold has never felt so good but the days are getting longer
and i still think fondly of these days past time spent thinking of you and the scent that's stained my memories a metallic kiss was all i could offer but the weight is gone
"the season of singing has come"
all those words i wrote were for you but you don't deserve them and i'd take them back if i could but i can't control this pen in my hand and i can finally see that i don't need you
how can i smile and dream awake?
this future of wonder, of you from under a dream to ensue and remove tip toe behind trees to a night i can't forget i'll medicate my options anything to kill regretTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
