Moses Campbell
and it's over 3
and find a loverand love each otherthat's all we have, it's all we haveand under covers, and under sheetsno one, no one can hear us speakand in your mother's home we were left alonebottles on the floor, dishes in the sinkand if they're listening from outside the doorlet them listen, no can hear us thinkand we'll lay in bed and we'll pretend like we don't know where our families are fromand your eyebrows lift, you ask who are you? who is anyone?and the music sang of pretty girls with pretty namesnothing good came out of the valley and our love was lost and your lights were dimthe more he mistreats you the more you love himand my annabelle she wished me wellnever thought i'd stay soberand i've maed mistakes but i don't carecuz it's all okay and it's over(undecipherable chatter)
From Letras Mania