Letras
Keeping a narrative alive
To get by
Wasting times but I'll be fine
I'll be fine
You will find me by myself
Tell me, where will I find you at?
Wood is burned
Bar counter is wet
Vivid dreams make me lose my head
Pills shake my legs, can't let go yet
All that's left are smoked cigarettes
Keeping a narrative alive
To get by
Wasting times but I'll be fine
I'll be fine
You will find me by myself
Tell me, where will I find you at?