Παρασκευή, 2 Δεκεμβρίου 2011
But what's so easy in the evening, by the morning is such a drag.
If you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same.
We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain.
But what was normal in the evening, by the morning seems insane.
And I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this.
The reasons all have run away but the feeling never did.
Cause what is simple in the moonlight, by the morning never is.