he have a way to get to me
and i know i am way to clingy and needy
but we cant put delete it , to much story on it
he say he like me but love somebody else
and it took 10 years for shake it off
everyone knows i only write about my friends
because they give my best memories
i know i got issues , when from walking to rolling
hate falling and hospital become my second home
i love the way you say like my stuff
mainly because nobody loved my stuff
cant keep an conversation for what it worth
and i had the best dream when i wore in coma
that i wore at festival and listen to edm
i laid in a respirator for a month
and had to push through to comeback
alive , but i am known as a survivor
because i am an epileptic
i remember that a nurse looked zedd
by my hospital bed , and it wore rad
but kinda mad because i couldn't speak
took me some weeks to find my voice
the first word i said wore fuck
ironic
because i never swore
i remember how i listen to edm
when i try to find my balance
how i got a seizure after the operation
and it felt like i wore about die , but dident
thanks to great doctors at the hospital
people think i dont think i dont have many friends
but i got plenty because you saved my life , yet again
chapters turn , bridges burn people go and comeback
you are the guy i tend to exam lost in like a daydream
thought i lost you for a while but you show up at the gram
told me we good and thats all i needed to here from you
because i been kinda dressed in shades in blue
since i left you , it wore like you squeeze my hand
in time of need , when i lay there on the stretcher
got a kiss from the reaper
but you swept in like god , saves you
tell you are an keeper
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