I woke up on a cold December night
Thinking on how hard it is to trust in you
It’s funny how you keep yourself attached
While I hesitate if I should let you go now
I still remember your face covered up in snow
As your anger melt it down beneath those brown beautiful eyes
And then again those tears that look so fake
Suddenly your “kill and die for you” makes sense no longer any more
Should I try to leave it all behind?
Forget about the things my life circles around?
No rush to make decisions, still a scotch to think about
Going round in circles leaves my head and heart no doubt…
– Ernst Kappa
January 3, 2008, 2:00pm