Decline Showertime In The Slammer
I’ve been replaying the same scenes over in my mind.
I’ve seen this dream a million times: the one where I
lose you.
In the headlights it is grey.
I will come back for you.
I think I’ll drive, I think I’ll drive, until the fuel
runs out.
Swear I’ll f..cking try until everything is lost.
In the headlights it is grey.
When there’s nothing left to say, I will come back for
you.
In the headlights it is grey.
I need a way to fix the pain.
I will come back.
