Desert City Soundtrack
Second Sickness
let's pick up where you left me. said i promise, don't hold that against me. if you do, let me go. somewhat protected. i knew i was wrong and self - injected. caught up in my painful lies. could you pull me out of this mess?
after all this life is a complete mess.
borrow a slow moving conversation.
carry it into another room. no it's yours, no it's mine. lets carry it on. could we carry our own lives on?
From Letras Mania