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The Virginmarys

Lost Weekend

 

Lost Weekend

(albüm: King Of Conflict - 2013)


Build me up I'm breaking down
I'm tired of living underground
Where depression tells me she's the only way
And I have nothing left to lose
But I have nothing left to choose
The bottle drinks the booze from me these days

Hold me through the dark of night
Before I kiss myself goodbye

I cannot sleep, I cannot cry
I've lost all control of my mind
Spinning out of time and out of sight
And my body aches and my heart it hurts
I've long found out that drugs don't work
Will someone save me from myself tonight

I'm tired of my ambitions
And I'm tired of my suspicions
I'm so tired of knowing that I live a lie
Sweet tea and valium
Say one day I will marry them
And we can live in champion disguise

Hold me through the dark at night
Before I kiss myself goodbye

I cannot sleep, I cannot cry
I've lost all control of my mind
Spinning out of time and out of sight
And my body aches and my heart it hurts
I've long found out that drugs don't work

Will someone save me from myself tonight
Will someone save me from myself tonight

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