It's the Alcohol
Elisabeth Corrin Maurus, William Reynolds
when you’re full
can’t fill you no more
if it’s cold
can’t warm you up no
I keep my layers solved
I don’t know how to say this to ya
but let me try again
you keep me up
you keep me clean
I die off every dream
it’s so dark
you pass it off again
oh - oh
(ich glaube daran)
I believe in it…
when I’m gone
when you’re waiting
keep your feet on the ground
you mean a lot to me
don’t keep your hopes stuck in your chest
tell me the dreams you like the best
whoh- whoh
(ich glaube daran)
