Jun 01, 2005 12:57
And we sink, and we drown.
And what is lost can never be found.
Well our hearts float in to the ocean deep.
A panick was lost in a deep understanding.
And you can see, what is wrong with everything.
What is wrong with you and me.
They make all the right reasons to fuck it up.
You've got to fuck it up.
Whoa...
I can't belive you've gone and done this again.
You left the scent of your hair in my hands.
And I try, and I try, but you can't,
Let me ever forget or pretend.
You've got me choked up like I'm at the lovely age of ten.
And Your smile plots everything. Believe me, you're drunken with sin, sweetie, I'm in.
Such a huge burden has finally been lifted.