Everything I have is bittersweet
Taken with a grain of salt
Even the salt itself
I pour it in the wound
To get used to the pain
Numb
You could say
Dumb
You would say
I run
Run away
As night
Turns to day
And the dark fades away.
Bittersweet
Everything I have is bittersweet
Taken with a grain of salt
Even the salt itself
I pour it in the wound
To get used to the pain
Numb
You could say
Dumb
You would say
I run
Run away
As night
Turns to day
And the dark fades away.