paroles de chanson British talk - Burke.

I spinning around inside of my head
Oh please help me dear
Get out of this bed
I'm weak to the knees
I'm sick in the head
Oh please help me dear get out my bed
I'm purple I'm blue I'm all in between
This look on my face
You see what I mean?
I'm choking and spitting all of it out
Oh baby please out of this drought
I'm stuck between places
Ones real and ones not
But yet I just sit here and decide to rot
Ok let's hold on
Just let me think
My thoughts are draining
Just like the sink
They pouring out
All of my holes
My darkness, my joy, and all of my woes
My darkness, my joy, and all of my woes