Weekends-Sundays
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TXT Weekends-Sundays 文本歌词
Broken door on the floorboards
With the blood of my Fathers hand
Smiles in mothers eyes
Told me that I’d never understand, no
White glass on the mattress
Like a frozen paradise
A kiss fell on my lips
Shaped like the empty mans goodbye
No one Saw the cross I made
On mothers face inside the picture frame
No one heard me Call her name
Into the pillow case
Slow walk through the back yard
To the Call of dinner time
Cruel words while the soup hurt
‘Cause I threw it down my spine
No one even Saw me leave
Out to Put every piece of wood to sleep
All I heard were tire whines
As the Blue eyed man left us for the second time
Weekend waiting for the weekend
Or any other weekend
Anything will do
Sleeping underneath the trees
A CD spinning reasons
For me to follow through
Waiting for the weekend
Weekend waiting for the weekend
Any other weekend
If that is what it takes
Bleeding somewhere I can’t see
But felt inside of me
Since I was nearly eight
Seasons waiting for the seasons
Where I can finally breathe
And be somebody new
Seasons waiting for the seasons
Where I can finally breathe and be here next to you
Waiting for the weekend
