Petals In The Grass
The Wall
The Wall
Came into my room
As night was about to call
Finally won an argument
With my stubborn tattered wall
Tomorrow's eyes
Stare cold and hard
Should I use the broken bottle?
Maybe just a shard
Escaping to my pillow
No rest tonight
Slumbers take over
No dreams of my plight
Came into my room
As night was about to call
Finally won an argument
With my stubborn tattered wall
Tomorrow's eyes
Stare cold and hard
Should I use the broken bottle?
Maybe just a shard
Escaping to my pillow
No rest tonight
Slumbers take over
No dreams of my plight
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The Wall
The Wall
