Leave A Message

Hey, I can't really talk right now, so
Just leave a message

I don't understand why they say this is hard
I see little fish in the tank, screaming to get out
Never will I want anybody else
But today I'm glad I left the phone on the shelf

Now, I would never leave at night usually
And I was never good at any secrecy
But what's the least God could do
To someone really close to me?
(Me)
Count all the bubbles in your red wine
But wait until the clock tells you it's dark
Mother, oh, mother, what have I done?
Maybe the devil really won this time

Oh
Oh
Oh
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Credits
Writer(s): Noa Mal
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