Ghostwriter

Dec 22, 2005 12:06

I can feel you in my veins I'll give up all my means
goodnight through teenage trite, I stand just out of sight
Bedrooms where we all lie, hearing unknown selfish sighs

It's the medicine that buries me in deep sleep
You cover me in relaxing sheets, anything to make ends meet
But just like in tragic days, I get lost in your maze
right now though, I'm spinning the world

I'll use all the pain I can spend, cause I like days of pretend
Romance is just a game that comes along with fame
But right now I'm still spinning the world

I'll sober up to this parade of days lacking the sunshine
of tempting bays, but I'll hear you when you say... forget me

There's pixies dancing 'round my head
so give me luck so you can forgive me
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