
of every waking hour,
i'm choosing my confessions."
i wonder how am i still here.
and i don't want to move a thing,
it might change my memory."
"here is a plea,
from my heart to you,
nobody knows me as well as you do.
you know how hard it is for me,
to shake the disease,
that takes hold of my tongue in situations like these.
understand me."
roads ~ portishead
"regardless of what they say."
and rub my eyes;
this can't be happening."
closing walls and ticking clocks;
gonna, come back and take you home,
i could not stop that you now know."
and breathe me."
all my failings expose?
get a taste in my mouth,
as desperation takes hold.
is it something so good,
just cant function no more?"
i'll stay here with you."







