Reached the city steps tonight. Following the power lines. Met a man bar side. With eclipses for eyes And you tell yourself you won't let them touch. Did I say too much? Did I say enough?. I don'
Misery is all we know lately. Saturdays are all the same. Sympathy is overrated. Like a snapshot when you've lost the game Now it's all a funeral. I've become a serial killer of us both No, I don'
Reached the city steps tonight. Following the power lines. Met a man bar side. With eclipses for eyes And you tell yourself you won't let them touch. Did I say too much? Did I say enough?. I don'