those quiet autumn nights
those rainy afternoons
those grey grey thoughts
those cold shaking hands
those tired wide open eyes
those lips i bite anxiously
dying birds and fake goodbyes
twilights in the mornings
staying ups and falling downs
into the blue
into the blue
hanging phones
latest calls
cofused feelings
vendettas! vendettas !
faster rhymes and amens
hands held high
hands held high
hands held high
into a sky of blue
oceans opened up to swallow you
wars
fights
guns
arms
blowed kisses
i love you
i love you
i love you...
the every dying breath of the vocals
the sweetest pain that comes with him
i can feel hi