Until Your Heart Stops
No Distinction Between Black And White
Will I fail like every day before? Will we lose the days of our youth? Can it be true? We are all grown up? Gone are the days of swinging on swings And kissing girls, all tongue in check Those were the days, wasted away every chance thrown my way. I'm a clock still ticking with every day that passes Drink those drink forget about it, your alone and your trying to hide it. What will tomorrow bring? Will I be ready for it? This is the lowest point of my life Everyday is less bearable that the last Let's end tonight
From Letras Mania