miércoles, 4 de enero de 2012

in my time of need


I can’t see the meaning of this life i’m leading,
I try to forget you as you forgot me
this time there is nothing left for you to take, this is goodbye

Summer is miles and miles away, and no one would ask me to stay

And I, should contemplate this change to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away.

Close to ending it all I am drifting through the stages of the rapture
born within this loss Thoughts of death inside, tear me apart from the core of my soul
Summer is miles and miles away, and no one would ask me to stay

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