Besedila: Calibretto 13. Dead By Dawn. Virginia Creeper - Miranda Sound.
there's an image in your drink
is that who you are?
a matinee of complications
to kick you in the cleft
and she's calling out your name
is that who you are?
sinking feeling when she speaks those words
though I want things to be good
hit the light, it won't help you see
I won't be here when you get home
contact will only make it worse
when togetherness is a chore
can't ignore the bad parts
and she's banking on your minutes
but your time is sparse
cover up, boost you seratonin
lovely, it's a good start
give it up, when friendships take formalities
there is no excuse at all
hit the light, it won't help you see
I won't be here when you get home
contact will only make it worse
and we're chatting about the open blinds you're contesting what I want
don't want to stay in this
hot room with you tonight hitting the lights,
dimming the lights
we can't control what we happen to like it's a lesson in where we are
ideally you might share my life,
but this is real time neither side is listening
hit the light, it won't help you see
I won't be here when you get home
contact will only make it worse
I've never thought of this before
you don't move me anymore
over my dead body
won't be here when you get home contact will only make it worse contact only makes it worse
is that who you are?
a matinee of complications
to kick you in the cleft
and she's calling out your name
is that who you are?
sinking feeling when she speaks those words
though I want things to be good
hit the light, it won't help you see
I won't be here when you get home
contact will only make it worse
when togetherness is a chore
can't ignore the bad parts
and she's banking on your minutes
but your time is sparse
cover up, boost you seratonin
lovely, it's a good start
give it up, when friendships take formalities
there is no excuse at all
hit the light, it won't help you see
I won't be here when you get home
contact will only make it worse
and we're chatting about the open blinds you're contesting what I want
don't want to stay in this
hot room with you tonight hitting the lights,
dimming the lights
we can't control what we happen to like it's a lesson in where we are
ideally you might share my life,
but this is real time neither side is listening
hit the light, it won't help you see
I won't be here when you get home
contact will only make it worse
I've never thought of this before
you don't move me anymore
over my dead body
won't be here when you get home contact will only make it worse contact only makes it worse
Calibretto 13
Dead By Dawn
Calibretto 13
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