sexta-feira, 21 de março de 2014

Lonesome

IS IT DEPRESSION?
I'M LOSING IT
I'M LOSING IT
Like it's never been even mine

Can I tell you
I have to break it?
'Cause we know I'd never make it

Let it in, sunshine
The black hole will never own us
It's just like me
It owns itself

I'll leave this dimension
As soon as I taste your drink
I taste life in a sudden glimpse of death
And it stays with me
Until I puke the art inside

You're burning your tongue
And I'm building my throne
There's no thorn in this garden no more
You can touch everything you like

The split parts become one
As the industry rushes
At making the rags we wear

There's a new you, sunshine
Knocking on my door
In the middle of the week
I should supposedly give you shelter
But you're just out of my league

All the broken glass lies in my bed
Tonight we leave this life
Tonight we live this life
Embrace your instincts
As I embrace the dark
Lonesome

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