Wait for Tomorrow

Wait for Tomorrow

wait for the blade to turn into rust
and then, go if you must...

The rain taking all that was dead
I stood there and I was broken
Again, so many things were said
And still, so many left unspoken

You're a limited edition
of all I ever wanted
like a stalker on a mission
you're a ghost, I'm your haunted

Let me bury all my sorrow
I don't need any fucking forever
all I hope for is tomorrow
little pieces of never ever

Stop saying goodbye
over and over and over again
because, every time, I die
and it won't help me with the pain

I don't care if it's love or lust
stay for now, you're all I trust
let the corpse turn into dust
and then, go if you must

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And nothing I could ever write 

Would help you understand this life...