What can we scrape together From our loveworn emotions Handfuls of hate and the bittersweet devotion 'Cause I am pushing cobwebs and I'm floating into myself Who will find me under this mean sleep
How could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain How could the need deceive us into thinking things might change I had a mean sleep over you and it hurts coming back to life
You could burn a thousand days And I would need no other light You could die a thousand ways And I'd still love you back to life Without a lover to wake me and my loneliness like quicksand Who will find me under this mean sleep
How could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain How could the need deceive us into thinking things might change I had a mean sleep over you and it hurts coming back to life I had a mean sleep over you and it hurts coming back to life
I am lost to the longing I am moulded by the memory Had to shut down half my mind Just to steal the space you left behind 'Cause I am moving cobwebs and I'm floating into myself Who will find me under this mean sleep
How could the clouds tease us into thinking it might rain How could the need deceive us into thinking things might change I had a mean sleep over you and it hurts coming back to life I had a mean sleep over you and it hurts coming back to life
enviada por ismael
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