Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Cracks in the ceiling, crooked pictures in the hall
Counting and breathing, I'm leaving here tomorrow
They don't know, I'd never do you any good
Laughing is easy, I would...
If I could

Ain't gonna worry, just live 'til you die
I wanna drown with no-where
To fall into the arms of someone
There's nothin' to save
& I know
You live 'til you die

Losin' A feelin' that I couldn't give away
Counting and breathing, disappearing in the fade
They don't know, I'd never do you any good
Stoppin' and stayin', I would...
If I could