by myself

by myself

lunes, 14 de enero de 2013

I'm already torn

There's nothing left, I used to cry
 My conversation has run dry
That's what's going on
Nothing's fine
I'm torn

I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
 I'm already torn

I'm already torn

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