twenty eight hours without sleep
only thing i have is my writing...cheap
speech weak...
one stone a little deep
i have ashes on my copybook
and stains on my shirt
i'm not very well
and the situation seems not to be curt...
i felt the bite
and this blows my mind
these feelings won't go away
and i only wish see you arrive...
it's true,i don't like lose time
and you spend the mine
and i hate you for this...
and for those sweet memories...
drunken in my anger
i can't react ...
it ain't easy
when we know than can't go back ...
without you is not the same thing
and i don't know where i failed
guess all the time
and i don't know i do for prevail ...
i wanna wake up complete and not the half that i am when you're not
i feel so empty and i miss you so fucking a lot ...!
i want you,less of what already wanted but more than the time allow!
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