mess in my head

mess in my head

четверг, 9 августа 2012 г.

Tired and on codeine
I wonder If you'll stay with me
After all I've done
And haven't done
I wish this wasn't real

Tired and on codeine
I'm forgetting what I feel
I'm a blur of smoke
And beer
I wish this wasn't real

Tired and on codeine
I'm talking nonsense, did you hear?
My bones have cracked,
My head is gone
I wish this wasn't me

Tired and on codeine
My lungs are filling up with guilt
One more time
And I won't breathe
I hope you'll never leave

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