Cut Lips

Weatherday

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    I don't remember most of all those months
    I was not involved, hopeless semi-drive
    Should I come to? Just for one sole hour
    I could go ahead, didn't go ahead
    You tried our best
    You gave our one last shot
    (Now that it's become reality, I'm unsure of what to do)

    Some way I found to end up further down than on you
    It's what I wanted and it happened and it happened too
    Too late to come back with the right thing to say
    And like a rhyme I saw it coming from so very far away

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    Come inside I know it's cold
    I don't know what you've been told
    I don't see you I just feel
    You were good enough to kneel

    Cut my lips and waking up
    Was it a dream? Of course it's not
    Wash your bloody sheets before I kiss them bye-bye
    Sure it's a dream, you say that now
    And I hoped, in a way, that every time I'd leave
    I might never, ever, ever, never see you again
    But I always saw you

    Came inside, I wasn't cold
    I won't tell you what I'm told
    I just watch you as you feel
    Yes, I'm dumb enough to kneel
    Cut my lips, sharper than knives
    Bloody tongues, hung up insides
    Carved in layered sheets in pain
    First time I felt this insane

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    Composition: Lola Kaerde

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