Guillemots "Burnt" |
I am running out of ammunition For the Soldiers in my head They only love me with conditions that None of you will know until I'm dead and When I wake without her It's like a sun without a cloud Beautifully serene and gentle and Not something of which I'm proud I have always said that pointless races Should never be run at all They should be kept away and chained up Never mentioned at all but I can't see the point in Walking like I do I get from A to B and back again but all I'm doing is passing time I liked it, I liked it, it scared you so... I loved it I loved, it burnt me so.. I lost it, I'm losing everywhere that I go Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |