10 maj 2006

Snubblande fin text

Jag saxar texten till "Wake Up", det finaste jag hört på ett tag.

I'm gonna ride this plane
Out of your life again
I wish that I could stay
But you argued
More than this I wish
You could have seen my face
In the backseat staring out
The window

I'll do anything for you
Kill anyone for you
So leave yourself intact
Because I will be coming back
In the phrase to cut these lips
I love you

The morning will come
In the press of every kiss
With your head upon my chest
Where I will annoy you
With every waking breath
Until you...
Decide to wake up

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