Echos from a sweating sky. My fingers dancing cos I'm a liar. Beyond the mountains I gaze a jewel. Behind my eyes its june. Broken morning tears drop cold.
Come on, winter, feed me with your darkness. You know I've felt like this before. Loneliness is my only friend now. And this bottle of cheap red wine.
Bad karma, bad life. Magic wonders is a horse without a head. No sign of hope, my soul miss home. Pills and booze become my lullaby. . I'm singing to you.