Tuesday, December 23, 2014

up high

"ah, the night is calling
and it whispers to me softly come and play
ah, i am falling
and if i let myself go i'm the only one to blame

i'm safe
up high
nothing can touch me
but why do i feel this party's over?
no pain
you're like perfection
how do i feel this good sober?"

- from "sober" by pink

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