Saturday, June 27, 2015

Me & 4am have a relationship
A thin line between depression & heaven
There's no direction or method, I swallowed all of my fun
4am gargoyles turn stoned
I've always had a love for doing what's wrong
4am it's a different way to live
Red eyes, lost lives I found my way home
Hello morning, good bye night
Hello mourning, the good souls die
I slept with my mistress, woke up sweat dripping
It's 4am in the afternoon & I twist the lid to my freedom speech
Oh what a horribly good feeling like the king of kings
4am conversation at the height of its life
Light my cigarettes with the light of the street lights
Girls crying tears of joy, oh lord oh lord oh lord
Not even you can save me from myself
4am I drank lust
4am I smoked love
4am I fell asleep from a dream
4am 4am, I've never said no

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