Album: Stripes
Alcohol, you’re turning my lights off
you sow bad seeds over my roots and my body
you seem to be my way
alcohol, you’re turning my lights off
you sow bad seeds over my roots and my body
you seem to be my way
Is it torture
Is it torture
is it fine
Why dont we walk away
why dont we walk away
you’re bleeding my life apart
you’re bleeding my life apart
Winter time we still run in circles
waiting for waiting for miricales
i wont stay longer
you are talking with my second body
you are taling with my second soul
beyond my thoughtful way back home
Is it torture
is it torture
is it fine
Why dont we walk away
why dont we walk away
you’re bleeding my life apart
you’re bleeding my life apart