miðvikudagur, febrúar 09, 2005

OLD HABITS DIE HARD

I thought I shook myself free
You see I bounce back quicker than most
But i'm half delirious, its too mysterious
You walk through my walls like a ghost
And I take everyday at a time
I'm as proud as a Lion in his Lair
Now there's no denying it, a note to crying it
Your all tangled up in my head

We haven't spoken in months
You see i've been counting the days
I dream of such humanities, such insanities
I'm lost like a kid and i'm late
But i've never taken your calls
You see I put the block on my phone
I act like an addict, i just got to have it
I can never just leave it alone

And I can't give you up
Can't leave you alone
And its so hard, so hard
And hard enough to feel the pain


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