My ramblings....

To This Rhythm

I don't want to be cold
I don't want to be a broken
dark hearted soul
I can feel you but your distant
You've taken my home
You've taken what it's worth to me
I'm wringing my hands, I'm smashing my mirrors
Wrapping pillow round my ears and wearing the cases

The beat is broken and the record is stuck
We're grooving to the grooves in between
The damage that was never done

posted by Unknown @ 9:10 AM