Δευτέρα, 27 Φεβρουαρίου 2012

Just let me drink, tomorrow we'll give up.









These mighty eyes.
They looked at me with no intention.
They hit me twice. At first glance, and then a second time.
I feel like giving up.
Its been a while since the night that I first met you.
I still got dusty shoes, fear of love, fear of losing you.
I'll be alright if I can just stay in tonight. I don't want to talk.
Just let me drink, tomorrow we'll give up.

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