Tytuł: Sleepflower

• Wykonawca: Manic Street Preachers
• Wyświetleń: 239

Morning always seems too stale to justify
  Lament blossoms, hours minutes of our lives
  Broken thoughts run through your empty mind
  At least a beaten dog knows how to lie
  
  I feel like I'm missing pieces of sleep
  A memory fades to a, a pale landscape
  You were an extinction, a desert heat
  A blind illness of my anxiety
  
  Endless hours in bed, no peace, in this mind
  No one knows the hell where innocence dies
  Fragments crawling like cobwebs on stone
  Blows away the safety only a sleeping pill knows
  
  I feel like I'm missing pieces of sleep
  A memory fades to a, a pale landscape
  You were an extinction, a desert heat
  A blind illness of my anxiety
  
  I feel like I'm missing pieces of sleep
  A memory fades to a, a pale landscape
  You were an extinction, a desert heat
  A blind illness of my anxiety