And I rationed my breaths
As I said to myself
That I’d already taken too much today
As each descending peak
On the LCD
Took you a little farther away from me
As I said to myself
That I’d already taken too much today
As each descending peak
On the LCD
Took you a little farther away from me
Amongst the vending machines
And year-old magazines
In a place where we only say goodbye
And year-old magazines
In a place where we only say goodbye
Giulia Violante 