Tuesday, January 18, 2011
all my life I've been running
but now I'm holding on to your ghost
and all my days were spent spinning
tyres turning to black smoke
and i remember shots rang out
glass breaks and I take
every dime over the counter
there I saw
nickel-plated eyes
'cause they never hide
never lie
and I
tonight I cool you down
I cool you down like I know I should
tonight I cool you down
I cool you down
you look like a ghost
drop the suitcase
I told you,
you look like a ghost
I just forget all these dreams and problems
cash your check and I ju-ju-ju-ju-ju-just
shots rang out
glass breaks and I take
every dime over the counter
there I saw
nickel-plated eyes
'cause they never hide
never lie
and I
ghost
I never told you to run
tell you to stop
tell you to fold
never to come down
I never did know
never did say I never
tonight I cool you down
I cool you down like I know I should
tonight I cool you down
I cool you down
you look like a ghost
scribbling songs and studying
makes you write many things wrongly
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posted @6:26 PM