lunes, 17 de marzo de 2014

i f we sink, we lift our lov e

what a sunny day for such a cloudy city
now my sister is laughing at something that is not funny at all
i hate the tv on
i hate this off

i have all our lines in my head
broken things scared of love
dying alone
never was so easy

what a sunny day for such a cloudy city
now my sister is screaming about something i wish i could see
told the truth
never was that easy

tonight i'm hanging on my phone
what did you expect for them all?
no life
i'm coming home

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