Some odd days I get carried away and I`m dreaming. I don`t know what to think. What can I say? I think it`s everything just building up. Up to the point of no return. What has become of me?
It took the life from me. It took the life right out of me. I`d make ways to avoid. Because I`ve seen it before.
It`s on me. Now take the life from me. Some odd days I get carried away.
It took the life from me. It took th elife right out of me. I`d make ways to avoid. Because I`ve seen it before. It`s on me. Take life from me.
