Over The Jeans
Making a ball
A ball with my fingers
So i can bury them all
Inside of the night
How come in all of my dreams
I have all of my clothes on?
And the blinds drawn?
There's never ghosts
That are hiding in my house
There's never a kiss from
A suicide crush
There's never a fire
That turns into a horse i ride
Riding a warning into the morning
I wanna dance with the dead
In the dead of a dark night
I wanna war with the will
That it takes to take life
And just for once i want one win that's real
And to laugh and to love and to be lovеd
All with the lights on
