Let me apologize to begin with

Oct 12, 2011 21:56



Let me apologize to begin with
Let me apologize for what I'm about to say
But trying to be genuine was harder than it seemed
And somehow I got caught up in between

Let me apologize to begin with
Let me apologize for what I'm about to say
But trying to be someone else was harder than it seemed
And somehow I got caught up in between

Between my pride and my promise
Between my lies and how the truth gets in the way
The things I want to say to you get lost before they come
The only thing that's worse than one is none

Let me apologize to begin with
Let me apologize for what I'm about to say
But trying to regain your trust was harder than it seemed
And somehow I got caught up in between

Between my pride and my promise
Between my lies and how the truth gets in the way
The things I want to say to you get lost before they come
The only thing that's worse than one is none
The only thing that's worse than one is none

And I cannot explain to you
In anything I say or do or plan
Fear is not afraid of you
But guilt's a language you can understand

I cannot explain to you
In anything I say or do
But I hope that actions speak the words they can

For my pride and my promise
For my lies and how the truth gets in the way
The things I want to say to you get lost before they come
The only thing that's worse than one is

Pride and my promise
Between my lies and how the truth gets in the way
The things I want to say to you get lost before they come
The only thing that's worse than one is none
The only thing that's worse than one is none
The only thing that's worse than one is none



Like I'm the only one who knows your heart
Only girl in the world...

обожаю такие вечера. когда после универа выползаешь убитый и падаешь на лавочку с парой хороших человеков. обожаю вечерние посиделки в узком кругу. они такие беззаботные, искренние и душевные выходят. эх...

обожаю такие вечера. когда замёрзший садишься в маршрутку. а там только пару человек. телефон заряжен - значит музыки хватит надолго. в такие моменты хочется ехать как можно медленнее и растягивать удовольствие. руки потихоньку начинают оттаивать, на воздухофлотском тянучка. ес. проснулось дикое милое мимимишечное состояние, когда я слушаю слащавые песни и тупо улыбаюсь.

обожаю такие вечера. когда выходишь на улицу. тебя окружает холодный воздух и иссиня-сёрное небо с серо-сиреневыми тучами. дома похожи на большие коробки, в которых светятся окна.

обычно минимум 5 дней в неделю всё херово и я всех дико ненавижу. но как ни странно выпадает хотя бы один день, когда всё мимишечно и на меня нападает романтика. да. вот так всё странно.

музыка, романтика, вечер

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