Text písně Last Days Of April: Making Friends With Time

Making Friends With Time


time, thought I'd make friends with time
that's something that I would't mind
to make friends with time

fear, whoever came too near
whoever made me feel like
I could love my whole life

it's only you, it's only you,
it's only you, it's only you,
it's only you

arms, how I hate autumn arms
around my throat until I choke
breathe in and breathe out
night, when I trade day for night
when everything seems alright
I break through thin ice

it's only you, it's only you,
it's only you, it's only you,
it's only you







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