She's a real battleaxe
par Vanna
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He waits while the city is sleeping
She takes her time
He lost every ounce of patience
She takers her time
But they´re catching on
They´re watching us
Inside these walls
The ghosts still talk
Of death and beauty
Of times long since past
Don´t forget your past
Through the window
Watching as he walks away
This time I´ve met my match
We´re wrapped inside
Each others eyes
In this place that we call home
Let´s take our time
And try to find
The things we love to fear the most
(Fear the most!)
This time you´ve let me go
There´s nothing left for us
We´ll keep our hearts to ourselves
(She fell like photographs)
She takes her time
He lost every ounce of patience
She takers her time
But they´re catching on
They´re watching us
Inside these walls
The ghosts still talk
Of death and beauty
Of times long since past
Don´t forget your past
Through the window
Watching as he walks away
This time I´ve met my match
We´re wrapped inside
Each others eyes
In this place that we call home
Let´s take our time
And try to find
The things we love to fear the most
(Fear the most!)
This time you´ve let me go
There´s nothing left for us
We´ll keep our hearts to ourselves
(She fell like photographs)