مساحة إعلانية
Come to bed, time to sleep
You're eyes following my tiny feet
Under the blanket no one can see
Tomorrow’s a new day, a new memory
So gone so long
Too young, hold on to
Someone to love me
Someone to need me
Two days a week
An hour of therapy
Three years, no sleep
I’m all out of dreams
See through skin
Bloody good gin
Still in my veins
And I wish I could change it
I’m looking for someone who’s looking at someone else
You’re why it feels good when I’m being bad to myself
That’s what I need
That’s why I bleed all by myself
For someone with someone else
Too cool for school, too cute for the streets
Small talking deep, I’m somewhere in between
9 to 7 then 7 to 9
Two steps ahead, and one to the side
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