The Sick Letter

Genres

Rock

Description

Lyrics

I was the best player of all times But life wasn't game and i just celebrate my lost I bit off more than i could swallow And now i can not breathe The food waste blocked my airways It's funny to see how people change You take two grapes and roll one over the table I think of you, still the ghost you are to me You rolled me over and now this world tastes like shit Because in my mind Invisible to whole my world I tried to talk with you again And you gave me nothing new Imagination, the ghost for all my creation I thought you had me all the way But november sun didn't stay, Didn't stay, Didn't stay... Didn't stay, Didn't stay, Didn't stay... (whisper) But still, there's hope I thought you were rat But when i opened the curtain i saw an hamster You can't eat my flesh till bones You can't survive in a dark, deep basement on your own Im not going to wait for next november in hope Im going to bury it X Clever aint wise, my november sun The bittersweet hate that lives inside you Is that too much to carry on? The bittersweet hate is your only friend Who's gonna take you home tonight? Because in my mind Invisible for whole my world I tried to talk with you again And you gave me nothing new Imagination, the ghost for all my creation You thought you had me all the way But november sun didn't stay, Didn't stay, Didn't stay... Didn't stay, Didn't stay, Didn't stay... My sweet little prostitute How does the world taste for you tonight? (SOLO) Because in my mind Invisible for whole my world I tried to talk with you again And you gave me nothing new Imagination, the ghost for all my creation You thought you had me all the way But november sun didn't stay, Didn't stay, Didn't stay... Didn't stay, Didn't stay, Didn't stay...