And I don't know This could break my heart or save me Nothing's real Until you let go completely So here I go with all my thoughts I've been saving So here I go with all my fears weighing on me
Three months and I'm still sober Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers But I know it's never really over
And I don't know I could crash and burn but maybe At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me So I won't worry about my timing, I want to get it right No comparing, second guessing, no not this time
Three months and I'm still breathing Been a long road since those hands I left my tears in but I know It's never really over, no
Wake up
Three months and I'm still standing here Three months and I'm getting better yeah Three months and I still am
Three months and it's still harder now Three months I've been living here without you now Three months yeah Three months I hurt
Three months and I'm still breathing Three months and I still remember it Three months and I wake up
Three months and I'm still sober Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
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And I don't know
RispondiEliminaThis could break my heart or save me
Nothing's real
Until you let go completely
So here I go with all my thoughts I've been saving
So here I go with all my fears weighing on me
Three months and I'm still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
But I know it's never really over
And I don't know
I could crash and burn but maybe
At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me
So I won't worry about my timing, I want to get it right
No comparing, second guessing, no not this time
Three months and I'm still breathing
Been a long road since those hands I left my tears in but I know
It's never really over, no
Wake up
Three months and I'm still standing here
Three months and I'm getting better yeah
Three months and I still am
Three months and it's still harder now
Three months I've been living here without you now
Three months yeah
Three months I hurt
Three months and I'm still breathing
Three months and I still remember it
Three months and I wake up
Three months and I'm still sober
Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
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