In the mirror I’m admiring my good side
You know the one I only turn to your blind eye
Am I high or low? Wouldn’t it be nice to know
My high hopes for you and I aren’t paralyzed
Hold my tongue or just bite it off
I know it’s all the same to you
You don’t need to sleep by yourself now
Periscope down and lights out
You save a space for me to crawl in edgewise
But I settle for letting it go to waste
Now I’m wide awake, and dying to make one mistake
And by the way, I know you’re cold but I was told to
Hold my tongue or bite it off
I know it’s all the same to you
You don’t need to sleep by yourself now
Periscope down and lights out
Copyright (C) 2009 Jon Ericson

January 12th, 2009 → 9:43 am @ Jon
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