Overrated

Pilate

Composición de: Pilate
Look across the room, I see her rise I see her gloom,
I don't know why she's sad now.

Slip inside my dreams, I'll make you'll whole you'll make me clean,
I say we give it a try now.

I swear that I felt you breath, it's overrated,
In dreams I have cried at your feet, was it wasted

Look into my eyes, see my heart and see my crimes,
I don't know why it's hard now.

I swear that I felt you breath, it's overrated,
In dreams I have cried at your feet, was it wasted.
My eyes have betrayed me, this pain is my prize,
The road's just a memory, it's warm here inside

I swear that I felt you breath, it's overrated,
In dreams I have cried at your feet, was it wasted.
My eyes have betrayed me, this pain is my prize,
The road's just a memory, it's warm here inside
It's warm here inside.
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