March 2008
Someday, you betray
And I won't know where safety lies
Everything so warm will die, and turn so cold
Like before this has been fourseen, yeah
It´s time to move on, don't wanna spill more tim
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show