Stranded in this spooky town Stoplight is swaying and the phone - TopicsExpress



          

Stranded in this spooky town Stoplight is swaying and the phone lines are down Snow is crackling cold, she took my heart, I think she took my soul With the moon I run far from the carnage of the fiery sun Driven by the strangle of vein showing no mercy I do it again, Open up your eyes, you keep on crying baby, Ill bleed you dry Skies they blink at me, I see a storm bubbling up from the sea And its coming closer And its coming closer You shimmy shook my boat leaving me stranded all in love on my own What do you think of me? Where am I now? Baby where do I sleep? Feel so good but Im old, 2000 years of chasing taking its toll And its coming closer And its coming closer And its coming closer And its coming closer
Posted on: Fri, 29 Aug 2014 13:00:23 +0000

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