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Always 3am

I still bleed from my eyes and ears
My mouth is dry as a desert floor
Still I want more

Avenues up, avenues down
Looking for you
Chasing a shadow
Avenues up, avenues down

Always 3am
In the distance the sirens roar
Always 3am
Dawn is lurking beyond the night
Always 3am
I wish you were here cradling me like before
Always 3am
I wish I could win without a fight

Is there a cure?
Is there something pure?
Something higher than this
Is this all worth one touch and a kiss?

One tear and the seam will burst
One push and I will fall
Scare, not at all
Why should I?
There´s nothing left to loose
It´s easier to jump of the cliff when all bets are off




Fri vers (Fri form) av Henrik Sjöberg
Läst 241 gånger
Publicerad 2010-11-14 15:11



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