Print

My mind does the time for the crime against myself And it comes at the cost of sleep lost Another day, another dollar Another night is even harder to swallow I contemplate my end I count up all my friends Weigh out the pros and cons Who's going to miss me when I'm gone Who? Nothing keeps me sane Like the long walks through the rain Let the cold come over me Let it wash away my shame All the ones that have occupied my head And all the ones the have occupied my bed Get out From Letras Mania