i wore laying in the respirator , closed eyes when a silhouette appear
it wore like the wildest dream but i never thought you pop in that , DM
is like i can make my poem come true because i must admit it happen once or twice
and you gave me the strength to recover , yeah that music got that power
who made me find inner strength when i wore this close to death and i thought you wore a friend
but sometimes roads are best walk alone so i guess i am breaking up over the phone , im sorry for all the tantrums and fits but in end lets face it , i have to deal with you give me some them ,,,
i never expect things like this or people like my friendship , so thats why is become extra hard breaking up with ya , but i didnt like the pressure about you chat about money and try to get me to meet ya , i am sick
if ya wanted to met me google me on internet ( or something ) i have got close to celeb but in my dreams
its sounds pretty fab ! you know i wish the best for ya , and maybe some days we finally met and not over internet that would be freaking awesome
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