oh lover
klerken
thomas vanbeveren
thijs calu
politieke wetenschappen u
Lyrics
Every time the world seems to end I’m searching for another friend
And every time I’ll be released I’m getting all I want the least
I’m the passenger regretting he’s on board
The miner throwing away his precious gold
I’m getting to where I wanna be but deciding that’s another me
Two women are talking about their men, how can you cope if he is not your friend?
I’d poison him while he’s asleep and bury him one hundred feet deep
Black roses will grow from his grave
To remind you of your precious life you saved
Then you will think it will come out
I tell you girl it’s so without a doubt
Stories were told without an end just to not give away what you meant
And alibis are mixed with lies to mess the picture up, to satisfy
It’s cruel to give away your empty thoughts
If Proust is speaking and Wilde is getting lost
Forgive me for my simplicity; I fight so you can disagree