My life has been a prison Is my lover gone ? She left me last week Without explanation
At night I fall asleep On a pillow of tears And when the sun rises I hear the crack of my heart I hear the crack of my heart I hear the crack of my heart I hear the crack of my heart
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My favorite illness Is a generous laziness That leaves me plenty of time To talk with my sorrow
Do you know what she told me As I started to dance With a knife in my hand
And desire to kill her
She said don´t you think that By killing nightmares Today you´re killing also Sweet dreams of tomorrow
She said don´t you think that By killing nightmares Today you´re killing also Sweet dreams of tomorrow
She said don´t you think that By killing nightmares Today you´re killing also Sweet dreams of tomorrow
She said don´t you think that
By killing nightmares Today you´re killing also Sweet dreams of tomorrow