Its a shame how I carry myself, Its a crying, shame. Its a God damn miracle my heart pumps, trying to float, with a and chain. So I drown, I cough, my cut off. I of all, the good, Id do if I could. But I go on
Its a joke in the ballroom when the go out. Its a laugh, for the and queen. Its a touch to make you feel safe, for life, you held on to me. And we loved, like lovers, knowing each other. Until the lights, turned on, and I thought was wrong. I cant go on If Abbey wont me tight.
Dont the lion. For sake it, give up trying, until naked.
I believe, I believe, I believe, theres a reason to run, a to give in. I believe, I believe, I believe, you can give to me, what you to him.
Its seven empty acres to harvest dreams, seven acres the sun wont shine. Its the grass that and it brushes your feet, growing all the time. I track, of my mind, while my body falls behind. Reminding me, of when, a rooster the hen. But I go on If Abbey wont me tight.
tease the lion. For sake it, give up trying, until naked.
I believe, I believe, I believe, theres a reason to run, a to give in. I believe, I believe, I believe, you can to me, what you give to him.
Its my tie and my funeral shoes, I put on, to make me feel alive. Its an easier day when you look a fool, theres nothing this world left to hide. So I speak, my mind, get and they spit in my eye. I when, shed say, tomorrows another day. But I go on