Nedelja, 17:59
Three dots...
I sat on the steps to the church, and think of the day that has passed me by, just passed me by. They all can scratch the truth until it breaks but it will explode in their faces and I thought you were my friend but then again you all become one of them so day-by-day you will change the way you smile at me I hope that things will go your way, someday, they always do. And you can wish upon the wrong star, and you can wish upon your own heart. Cross it off, mark it off. 'X' marks the spot to the grave you dug yourself. And explanations are a waste of time, you lost your time. So don't come running back to me. The form of entertainment has lost its judgement I already know what to expect of you and other friends and other people can remind you of me. And then some other friends and other people… So day-by-day you will change the way you smile at me I hope that things will go your way, someday, they always do. And oh no, up again so sweet your hands are thin and reckless in the drivers seat. No vocabulary, no pictionary of you to think in my mind. And soon you'll see what your up against and breathe hard against your chance, and they can remind you of them. So day-by-day you will change the way you smile at me I hope that things will go your way, someday, they always do.
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