A Loose Hair Falls Into A Glass Of Water Without Ice – Carissa’s Wierd – letras

If this is all part of some planIf this is all part of some gameIf this is some self affirming notionIf this is all exactly what i think it isOur phobias are the only conversationI dont want to say anything right nowSmoke gets in your eyesAnd loose hairs fall into a glass of water without iceIt’s giving you a stomachacheWhich comes as no surprise when you say that your head is throbbingOr how tired that you areNow loneliness has turned into a desperate thingI dont want to think about that now