Emily from The Killer by Lost In Lona

Emily, you talked me into it
I tried my best to get it over with
We reached a point where we both lost it
I hope you can't remember all of it

We drank too much
I lied about stuff
Couldn't stand my ground
We lost our truth
Of what we could lose
I remember the sound

Emily, I liked you from the start
You scratched my wounds wide open with your charm
Convinced that this would bring us both no harm
But we ended up with many broken hearts

We drank too much
I lied about stuff
Couldn't stand my ground
We lost our truth
Of what we could lose
I remember the sound
Of my own cloud
Of my own cloud

Emily, you talked me into it
I tried my best to get it over with
We reached a point where we both lost it
I hope you can't remember what I said
I hope you can't remember what I said

• Alternative
• alternative pop
• folk pop
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• Basel