By Arcassin Burnham
Sweet dreams at the dark end of the hall reminds
me of a day when I get close to you.
He was never good with confessing his feelings But
I can show you better than I can tell you.
When he leaves and I walk in,
thinking you're alone , you say its complicated.
when theres no more love to give, I'll be waiting for you,
Its the same scenario.
Its the same scenario.
Its the same scenario.
Its the same scenario.
Love doesn't want to come that easy when you
reach for the top.
Love yourself for the moment cause in reality thats all you got.
Don't be the line cast into the water while the fishes go below.
See reality for what it is in this life and don't end up in the same
scenario.
Dec 9, 2017
Dec 9, 2017 at 12:33 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Sweet dreams at the dark end of the hall reminds
me of a day when I get close to you.
He was never good with confessing his feelings But
I can show you better than I can tell you.
When he leaves and I walk in,
thinking you're alone , you say its complicated.
when theres no more love to give, I'll be waiting for you,
Its the same scenario.
Its the same scenario.
Its the same scenario.
Its the same scenario.
Love doesn't want to come that easy when you
reach for the top.
Love yourself for the moment cause in reality thats all you got.
Don't be the line cast into the water while the fishes go below.
See reality for what it is in this life and don't end up in the same
scenario.
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