Wide-eyed, knee-deep in surprise.
Just below your thighs the temperature drops 5 degrees.
Your stand-by flight has just arrived.
Tongue-tied, bleeding from your eyes.
Even Christ himself would cringe at the sight of your scars.
While you're counting your sheep -
I'll count my lucky stars.
You were the last good thing I ever saw.
And I lost it all.
I lost it all.
Burned-out on 2 hours of shut-eye.
Eyes glazed at the thought of the next 8 hours.
Headwind, cold rain to wake me.
You were the last good thing I ever saw.
Just below your thighs the temperature drops 5 degrees.
Your stand-by flight has just arrived.
Tongue-tied, bleeding from your eyes.
Even Christ himself would cringe at the sight of your scars.
While you're counting your sheep -
I'll count my lucky stars.
You were the last good thing I ever saw.
And I lost it all.
I lost it all.
Burned-out on 2 hours of shut-eye.
Eyes glazed at the thought of the next 8 hours.
Headwind, cold rain to wake me.
You were the last good thing I ever saw.
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mayhem:
I am drunk and sleepy. I am gonna sleep in tomorrow and make love to myself!! uh huh yeah thats right!!
ilektra:
I'd say we could meet up for a beer... but I know you just broke up with yourself and you may still have feelings for yourself and I wouldn't want you to get the wrong idea, because its just a beer. You know how jealous ex's are.