how does it feel?
how is it that i cant feel
coz i,i need to know
coz i
i know i can never be enough
to replace your whatever
and i, i think its shiny and blue
like an instant see-through
coz i know i can never be enough
to replace your whatever
now everything is silent
and everything is still without you near
and evrytime i see you passing by
i'll just stand here waiting for you
and i will talk to myself what a lazy sunday afternoon
and i'll say that prayer for you
will be a little bit kind
enough for me
while i try to be
so perfect
you'll see it
nothing can compare to you
whatever lies out there
spongecola
