Testo di Place

You want drink, want to sleep. Another fight, i close my eyes. It seems bad, i want to go to this Place where i lost your love... Another try, the same words, A part of me is feeling week The choice is yours, another lie Is killing us and our love. I know i'm crying but i care, I feel sad, i feel bad. And after all i know you're there. Take it away, don't want no more, I have my own fears behind again.