Wasted Glitter on My feet.
Smokey flashes light my way.
Light Sparkles on the last note that I dare to speak
And just fall to sleep...yeah....
You wish you could be wrong
You sway me with your song
Lipstick patterns on my face.
Floats like a feather through the cold, hard concrete.
And just fall to sleep...yeah...
You wish you could be wrong
You sway me with your song
I'm almost done, I'm almost...