Mittwoch, 30. März 2016

Dripping

Blue and cold is the sea
Floating like a sweet memory
What did you mean when you said
I´m dying ... slowly

I was drunken on your lips
Holding onto the bitter tears of regret
Hide away all my hidden thoughts
Those dark things crawling through my head

Your eyes avert and look into the distant sky
What did you mean
I am so far away
I´ll hunt you down and toss away your fears

I won´t bend, I won´t care
Even if you keep moving on
I will come
Even if you turn on me

I will keep moving on

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