Talking: The feeling of being 12 years old and waking up in the middle. of the night and somebody in yo room. Yo heart starts beating so fast. you can hear it pumping. The veins in yo temple pulsate as you stare at.
My suit is dark, my clouds are gray. And all things around me pass away. Well what if I leave?. Yeah that's what I'll do, I'll leave. . 'Cause 88 keys is all I got to lose.
It was dark, it was lonely, it was late, it was Monday. And I was looking and she was sittin' at the bar. She was crying and I was trying to give her attention.