Testo Sunday

Words I’ve chosen with the best care
Can’t bare the weight
Of everything I still have to say
And it tastes so bitter
Most our days in the past
Every day is last
(We are chasing time chasing us, guess who wins)
But you don’t know Can’t care less
Can’t pretend 'cause I packed the bags way back
Quietly at night we shake hands

You know what?
I get it
I know what I’d do
Give me that one minute or two
I’ll chase the demons for you

You don’t
Hold on
You’re going nowhere without me
It’s been so long
I don’t even know if I know me Come down
I don’t mind that you’re in pain
Pink stripes, sign waves
What is in between?
But if I may say this
Go as far as you go
I come with you