Time has come to say goodbye
To the broken memories
They're locked inside like prisoners
In a place that no-one sees
Stayed up late with a friend of mine
Southern Comfort till dawn
We talked about the things of love
Shoud've known from
The start you arrived
whisper
walls
walks
tired
through
think
things
there
storm
southern
right
raining
heart
comfort
lonely
goodbye
about
memories
place
crying
wanna
broken
stayed
blood
prisoners
known
friend
prisoner
leave
talked
start
inside
leaving
veins
sleep
locked
arrived
music
myself
playing
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