I get up
And itâs over
Itâs always over
Itâs raining and Iâm burned
And itâs late and youâre gone
And I can barely remember
Anything I did or said
Or how I lost another week
There must be something going onâ¦
A nagging sense of shame
I canât explain
An acrid taste of smoke and blood
And tears and drugs
And every inch of me is raw
And itâs always fucking over
Itâs raining and Iâm blind
And itâs late and youâre gone
I canât do this anymore
Keep getting there
Itâs over
Itâs always over
Itâs raining and Iâm cracked
And itâs late and youâre out
And I canât quite remember
Anything I did or said
Or how I lost another year
There must be something coming downâ¦
A sweetly sour unease
Itâs like a tease
A broken dream of guilt and fear
And spit and steel
And every piece of me in pain
And itâs always fucking over
Itâs raining and Iâm cold
And itâs late and youâre out again
Run my head around it
Like I know I really miss her
âBut I always want to do it nowâ
She told me in a whisper
I try so hard to place it
Wonder why I really feel it
When to send the pretty flowers
Maybe helps her to believe it
Run my tongue along it
Oh the taste is something sicker
âBut you know you have to do it nowâ
She told me in a whisper
It only takes a second
But the second lasts forever
âClose your eyes
And let me take you down⦠â
And I get up
And itâs over
Itâs always fucking over
Itâs raining and Iâm wrecked
And itâs late and youâreâ¦
No I canât remember
Anything I did or said
Or how I lost another lifeâ¦
I lost another life
Oh I canât do this anymore
No
I canât do this anymore |
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