Jacob Tillberg

Memories

Jacob Tillberg


I'm cold like the air during fall
I still can't feel nothing at all
I'm calling her number in sorrow
I guess I'll just wait till tomorrow

I'm locked up in this place that I called now
How am I supposed to learn how
To get up from this darkness I'm in now
Look at this picture that I found

I'm cold like the air during fall
I still can't feel nothing at all
I'm calling her number in sorrow
I guess I'll just wait till tomorrow

I'm locked up in this place that I called now
How am I supposed to learn how
To get up from this darkness I'm in now
Look at this picture that I found