Wasted Glitter on My feet.
Smokey flashes light my way.
Light Sparkles on the last note that I dare to speak
And just fall to sleep...yeah....
Its not so sweet
The days are dragging on
So incomplete
You wish you could be wrong
And I'm not so cheap
You sway me with your song
Lipstick patterns on my face.
Empty Bottle in my hand.
Floats like a feather through the cold, hard concrete.
And just fall to sleep...yeah...
Its not so sweet
The days are dragging on
So incomplete
You wish you could be wrong
And I'm not so cheap
You sway me with your song
*Nifty guitar solo*
I'm almost done, I'm almost...
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