Memories - Jacob Tillberg

I’m cold like the edge tearing for

I still can’t feel nothing at all

I’m calling her number and so

I guess I 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 edge tearing for

I still can’t feel nothing at all

I’m calling her number and so

I guess I just wait till tomorrow

I’m cold like the edge tearing for

I still can’t feel nothing at all

I’m calling her number and so

I guess I 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