Ghost Thrower

Apple
My legs are chattering Nothing is mattering I'm doing triplets with my teeth Made a drum from my head Wrapped in my own skin With my veins pulled as snares beneath Played a beat for the sky In four-four time I can't figure out what's wrong with me If I could shut my eyes I'd Just lay down and die In the cold streets of New Jersey They gave everyone a camera to appreciate the same moon. Alex is wrapped up in tune to his love and Joni Mitchell Blues but Prima and Sinatra too are all I hear when I'm with you Is it my fate to carry the weight of a bottle I can't give away? Now life seems so finite The entire decade was just wasting time Now life seems so finite The entire decade just passed us by They gave everyone a camera to appreciate the same moon. Found an eye at the center of the sun Letras de cancionesThe dollar sign and the damage done gambled all my money on "31" But hey, I sure had fun Work a 9-5 that makes me sleep Searching for any form of inner peace If I could shut my eyes, I'd just lay down and die In the cold streets of New Jersey They gave everyone a camera to appreciate the same moon From Letras Mania