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• Artiste: Jillian Holzbauer
• Titre: Hostages
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I'm cozying up to some old demons tonight Dressing up heartache in poetry and wine But I am sick of metaphors As if some florid words make self-destruction justified No, my sorrow don't look that pretty this time I never asked for romance, I tend to find it disingenuous Worn out lines and candlelight, I think they're meaningless But I did beg for sincerity And hoped you might see in me something maybe worth a fight I guess it was a fool's wish in hindsight If I am not the one, who am I to hold you here With all you've gone and done, who are you to hold me here Like we're hostages Now maybe someday someone will make your heart come alive And if that day should come, Lord I pray she treats you kind And I guess until then I will just be the friend you turn to in the dark of night Because to hell with my heart and my pride If I am not the one, who am I to hold you here With all you've gone and done, who are you to hold me here Like we're hostages I can't keep giving precedence To some future sentiments that may never manifest Because by then I will have nothing left If I am not the one, who am I to hold you here With all you've gone and done, who are you to hold me here Like we're hostages Like we're hostages I'm cozying up to some old demons tonight