The Secret Society - Old Wooden Creaking Floor

Kishore Kumar Hits — The Secret Society - Old Wooden Creaking Floor lyrics

Artist: The Secret Society

album: Sad Boys Dance When No One's Watching

I wake up freezing
In the middle of the night
And I find a hole where
She used to fall asleep.
And I try to search
For my glasses in the dark.
I guess I was having a bad dream.
Almost blind,
I crash into a pile of books.
It's funny, isn't it?
How memories come and go,
How can we forget
Some names, places and dates;
How hard can hurt
The things we've lost.
This game is over.
This game is over.
This game is over.
This game is over.
This game is over.
This game is over.
This game is over.
I get out my room
In silence like a thief.
My two flatmates
Must have been out.
Still I have deafening my ears
All the bad news that came from the South.

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