Ghostlimb

Long Nights, Short Fuses

Ghostlimb


So here we go again. 
Another Wednesday night binge. 
This room is spinning. 
So here we go again. 
Tell me this is wrong. 
Tell me that this hurts. 
Show me that you might care. 

Somehow I doubt that. 
We'll place our morals on the flip of a coin. 
And when it seems we've run out of hope for tonight, we'll run out screaming, "I SURRENDER!" well, it's been a long night. 
It looks like maybe should turn. 
I said it's been a long night, and maybe we should all just go to sleep. 
It's been a long night! 
It's been a long night! 
Far too long and I'm not feeling so good. 
As of late, I'm feeling sick.