Are we still connected or was it a plot, to get yourself off, and hope I'm not listening it happens. (she said) I begin to say how sorry I am, I meant for this to happen. the Sun goes down, the come out..
I'm on the you left me on, a sickening strip of sand; no lifeboats, no off.
We give up, we give in, we take what we we're trapped deep a second chance. we give up, we give in, blinking; Jesus Christ, what was I
oh lungs desperatley filled by someone and sad, because you your lover, be back. all these , useless and absurd a sight of this, makes the and the water sick.
Shall I stay rejected or end up drunk and Like a bitter old man sunk in his not to get caught. (he says) I know you didn't miss the that I made; it's simple,and sad, and to fake. the liquids down, the knives out.
I'm on the you left me on, such a strip of sand; no lifeboats, no off.
We give up, we give in, we what we can; we're trapped deep a second chance. We up, we give in, withought thinking; be there the night you go down.
oh these lungs desperatley filled by and sad, because you know lover, be back. all words , useless and absurd Such a of this, the harbor and the water sick.
I understand reasons, for this dance. I'd me, too, if I thought I had the chance.
I cry aloud to sheets they grip back tight. i fall asleep to the of my own life. If I this bottle fast enough, I might get lucky and wake up. [x2]