
Date of issue: 20.12.2012
Song language: English
Dead Leaves |
I couldn’t sleep, twisted awake |
Im on the bottom, yet feel the wake |
Tasted on a weathered spoon and my sea began to change |
I couldn’t breath, asphyxiate |
I grabbed the bottle, I tried to sleep |
Tasted on a weathered spoon and my sea began to fade |
I close my eyes, I start to pray |
A young mans shadow in wasted space |
I see their eyes, my first mistake was to bleed |
And then they said, |
So can you make it? |
Pick up the pace kid |
You got to climb it, and jump from above |
Then when you make it you’ve got to climb it again |
Nooo, no |
At first sign I could not reach it |
By the end of the night I could not even walk outside |
My hiding place no more |
It’s so cold when your lonely |
And I just can not endure all of these things and run |
All of these things inside eating away at my brain |
So can you make it? |
Pick up the pace kid |
You’ve got to climb it and jump from above |
Then when you make it you’ve got to climb it again |
noooo, noo, nooo |
Run! |
And then they said |
So can you make it? |
Pick up the pace kid |
You got to climb it, and jump from above |
Then when you make it you’ve got to climb it again |
So just run, run, run |