Greta Stanley

Close Call
I tried to cut through the noise but i never held a sharp enough knife and a blunt blade only made for a close call i escape unscathed but i was hoping for something more if i muster up all of my might if i, hold a grip ill hold it tight my words can cut like a sharp edge and ill make you out into a shape i like. burning orange sun bright draw those blinds i need, an honest light, i need an honest light. burning orange sun bright draw those blinds i need, an honest light, i need an honest light. stop start my heart it changes, rearranges and pulls apart i’m disengaging my eyes glaze in these empty fucking conversations i don’t meet the mark. you only want my answers just to, feed your own persona i’d rather be a little left of sanity, then soaked in ego, tell me hows that going for you? Songtexte burning orange sun bright, draw those blinds i need an honest light, i need an honest light. not enough hours in a day i want to be in more than just one place i’ll find a friend on a bad days better end just to see me through till the morning light and her burning orange sun bright draw those blinds i need, an honest light, i need an honest light. burning orange sun bright draw those blinds i need, an honest light, i need an honest light. Aus Songtexte Mania