Fireside - Bistro

I can´t deny

The way

Your fingers make my body shiver

And that i almost did surrender

To what was easy

In a way



But i know it´s all over

It´s the last page of the book



´cause you´re the knife

That cuts my wrist

The open sore

To where i drift

And it´s the price

For being weak

And it´s the price



But i know it´s all over

It´s the last page of the book



But i woun´t go

And i woun´t cry

´cause you´ll be gone

When i arrive

And if the clouds

Covers the sky

Then let it happen







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