Dec 02, 2004 16:24
Well I talk too much to myself
And I turn my back on my faith
Its like glass, when we break
I wish no one in my place
And I've seen you don't need their seeds
When their cut goes in deep
And i'm lost in sleep
I can't stay in this place
I can't stand
When the room turns round on my fate
You give no guarantees
There's no promise I can keep
I can't stand
I can't see my way
I feel blind on my feet
I can't stay too long
Am I wrong?
Goodbye, lay the blame on luck...
I'm so tired of my mood
And sleep comes with a knife, fork and a spoon
You're so pale in your face
You let life get in your way
And I've seen you don't need their seeds
When their cut goes in deep
And i'm lost in sleep
Am i wrong?
Goodbye, lay the blame on luck...