The ground was dried by your umbrella,
the rain couldn't quite pierce through your shell.
the comets tail was interstellar,
Grab ahold or sink to hell.
My cigarettes are slowly burning
Your head is aching still,
With each regret you must be learning,
Life is empty without will.
Come lay in the garden with me
Come lay, and have no fear,
Feel the rays flow warmly through you,
Feel it all just disappear.
You are the only one i want to see me this way.
As i fly away.
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 4:21 AM UTC
The ground was dried by your umbrella,
the rain couldn't quite pierce through your shell.
the comets tail was interstellar,
Grab ahold or sink to hell.
My cigarettes are slowly burning
Your head is aching still,
With each regret you must be learning,
Life is empty without will.
Come lay in the garden with me
Come lay, and have no fear,
Feel the rays flow warmly through you,
Feel it all just disappear.
You are the only one i want to see me this way.
As i fly away.