Every day
I travel the distance
Across my eyes
In a rowboat
Made for two
Alone
I fall
All I do is
Spin
In circles
While I cry
And wish I had someone
To tell how I really feel
Inside
This
Emptiness
And it surround me
Every day
I fall
These tears
That hit my floor
Too often
Never make a sound
I have nothing left
I like to burn myself
1 | Emerica |
2 | Dying Like December |
3 | First Move |
4 | T.E. Rof |
5 | Always |
6 | I'm Doing Fine |
7 | Getting Up |