Left On testo
You can callout all the photographs
you shot at the crack of the dawn
cause I choose not to look
it’s up to you so tell me what else it’s new?
Do you think I can’t take it?
How far have I gone?
On the floor and from he ceiling
hope it never stops.
Absinthe will suffice I been chilling out all nite,
left on,
left out
I’ve seen both sides
wish I made it through tonite
left on,
left out
I am on the brick
once it drags me in
once the poison heals all the sin
cause I choose not to see
it’s over me
it is not big deal to live…
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