מילים לשיר On The Meaning Of Loss – Zwan

dawn for days so fill your cup
one last sip it too much
moving on
the numb is gone
scratch the lens with my cuts
the ghost of us, is killing us the ghost of us, is killing us
the ghost of us
sleep with me
press you head to my side, in the side
and as we go
turn down the lights
just enough to get by so goes us
the ghost of us, is killing us
the ghost of us fall in love
the ghost of us, is killing us
one last sip from your cup, is too much
empty noon.