FMuzic

The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too
For when he died, he took a part of you

No time for farewells, no chances for goodbyes
No explanations, no fucking reasons why
I watched it eat you up, pieces fallen on the floor
We stare at broken clocks, the hands don't turn anymore

If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way
I would climb my way to Heaven, and bring him back home again
Don't give up hope my friend, this is not the end

We stare at broken clocks, the han

For people like you,
there is no such thing
as an early grave.
Your wanted to gut my dreams
til I was empty,
and show everyone my remains.

"and after everything you put me through,
I should of fucking pissed on you"

Why the fuck can I not hail a taxi?
arm out like a Nazi - every cunt's driving past
where the fuck is everyone?
I can't see anyone. I can't see anything!

the hardest part of today is a hangover
empty bottles and empty promises
I got every person I need
and it's gonna be one hell of a messy night!
I can't remember last night. I can't remember anything!

"Party til you pass out, drink til' you're dead.
Dance all night til you can't feel your legs
We are done with giving a fuck