It?s creeping around the bend Death illuminates our lives relive within Like a black sunrise Reality takes shape and form and fills the skies Some questions
I'm waiting Wish I was watching you In the daylight A perfect view This is always a favorite of mine. Said I don't want to go 'Cause it means I'd have
Almost gone, tired of pretending cus' all these thoughts can't match a feeling I'm sick and cold?scanning the radio looking for a match, not a rivalry
