Punch her in the throat, wont contradict me. Wrap...
The road is poetry in motion.
But don't play with fire...
- Flashback -
"Babe don't do this..." a voice...
There is no dreaming here.
No beauty left in washed out...
Loneliness is better having a fake relationship.
End...
Thirty.
Seconds stretched like years...
As everything slowly dies away,
and all I see is your face dimming at my bedside...
Chosen by the Angels
To be their brightest star...
He could have taken anyone
But no one really knew...
Blankets of mist surround the air
Birds start singing their song...
Lying in the darkness
Nothing here to see...
Staring out the window
I look up to the skies...