Tears will run down my cheeks,
I can't get you out of my head,
But I couldn't move on,
My feet are but lead.
Sorrow fills my lungs,
The air I breathe,
I feel my body go into cession,
As I slowly slip into a deadly depression
I want you, I need you
I'll plead, I'll scream.
To see and someday be free.
I can't get you out of my head,
But I couldn't move on,
My feet are but lead.
Sorrow fills my lungs,
The air I breathe,
I feel my body go into cession,
As I slowly slip into a deadly depression
I want you, I need you
I'll plead, I'll scream.
To see and someday be free.
