Lyrics

Rain on a Friday Nothing but thunder and lightning The play begins As you pick up your pen And you cast me into your illusion Like all good things Still on a Sunday Nothing but deafening silence It's creeping in Through the cracks of my trust Of my love And I'm losing my balance Like all good things Can you be another? Can you become what I need? I will be your lover Will you be here when I bleed? Storm on a Tuesday Nothing but every promise You ever made to me Dying of hunger Because you don't know How to fix things You'd rather leave Can you be another? Can you become what I need? I will be your lover Will you be here when I bleed? I will be your lover Will you be here when I bleed? I don't need somebody to be a hero Just a man of his word would be enough From now on I promise to be your mirror See your scars? They are diamonds in the rough Can you be another? Can you become what I need? I will be your lover Will you be here when I bleed? I will be your lover Will you be here when I bleed?
Writer(s): Yan Shvartsman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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