Testo Icicle

Testo Icicle

They're buried in my memory And I don't want to count them Don't give them numbers Or do you want to to be the one? Who said I don't love you? But I am so tired Putting the pieces together or my Lost ego The louder I laugh The harder I try The more I show myself The less you know me You don't have to tell me I need you But where are you It's one of those days When I love to feel The tears rolling down my face And get dressed to get some warmth But still I am cold to the bone And you ask me if I love you But my mind says nobody home I call you to the phone But ther's no answer No wonder you're sting next to me The wallseare closing in The floor is in front of my face Five more minutes and the show is over Don't read what I've written 'Cause I don't know what it means Do you know what it means to be an icicle
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