Smooth Jazz
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There's not a thing that I could say
To stop your blue eyes from fading to grey
And all the blood will rush to my head
And fall out of my mouth
Am I invisible now
To a friend in a hospital gown?
I'll still call your phone to hear your voice
I learned a lot about death before I grew up
I watched you begin to fade when I was sixteen
I swore that I would be okay
You told me that your biggest fear was waking up each day
So when I wake up in the morning
On top of blankets, fully clothed
I'll tear Death's fingers from my throat
To remind me that I'll never be alone
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