Sometimes tick of the clock makes me cry
Whenever I link my past through the time
I feel so alive, when I woke up on my bed
Even if theirs crowd I found you on first screen
Seems you're close to my heart
but you're far apart...
It's just massively lying to my head
Never have the happiness of what I have
Somehow it's just precising our time...
I know you can't come around
I just need A liitle time
To change the past of surround...
Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 10:02 AM UTC
Sometimes tick of the clock makes me cry
Whenever I link my past through the time
I feel so alive, when I woke up on my bed
Even if theirs crowd I found you on first screen
Seems you're close to my heart
but you're far apart...
It's just massively lying to my head
Never have the happiness of what I have
Somehow it's just precising our time...
I know you can't come around
I just need A liitle time
To change the past of surround...
Sometimes tick of the clock makes me cry
Whenever I link my past through the time
I feel so alive, when I woke up on my bed
Even if theirs crowd I found you on first screen
Seems you're close to my heart
but you're far apart...
It's just massively lying to my head
Never have the happiness of what I have
Somehow it's just precising our time...
I know you can't come around
I just need A liitle time
To change the past of surround
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