Like my own personal brand of heroin
Yeah you walk these lonely streets and people stare
There are some fools that just count in
And I do pretend
Now I'm free from all the things that saved my friend
And I was there to the end
Now I know I can take the moon
Something between the burning shade and the faded light
There are some fools that just count in
And I do pretend
Now I'm free from all the things that saved my friend
And I was there to the end
Now I know I can take the moon
Something between the burning shade and the faded light
