alarm clock

jfs5-10-10

Phone wakes me up at 6 am.
Sometimes I wonder when does it end.
Horoscope says the pieces are falling into place
But I think the last one is off somewhere in space.

Don't you know?
Know what I need?
Keep givin me life but I still
Can't breathe.
Can't breathe.
Lost under the covers
You and me.

You're my alarm clock.
All that I got.
I keep it all in
And these feelings all rot.
Smell that smell of chances lost.

PilateOfTheStorm

another great one

i love:

smell that smell of chances lost

beautiful