sitting on the bed with the lights all out, there’s only silence and sigh
thinking if it’s real, adjust to all that is fiction and lie,
oh my, surrender to the bottle of wine
you know, you not high, but there’s only two things you always desired.
you have a heart of a child, you loved all the way up and then you stop to fly
for the air is thin and so you try to breath, you’ll be alright
oh my, surrender to the bottle of wine
yesterday when you left you kept a note that says that you’ll be mine.
did you get enough love, from the war in your head, did you get enough fight
or did you let it go, and the stars that you love are just the city lights
so many places to go, but we didn’t know that our home is in our hearts
in the break of light we realize that we’re in the wrong place, but you’ll be fine
says the voice in your head, or the war in your head come pouring down to your heart.
find yourself sitting in the bed with the lights all out, there’s only silence and sigh.
knock on the door of you hotel suit, you realize that it’s real.
your food is here and so is the bottle of wine
//candle lit the table, you dance to the music in your head, ’cause now the food is here//
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