You feed this disease which you shelter underneath the scars. and dream of bitter themes rendered helpless by those wicked charms,. but please don't believe when I say its hard to breathe . Chorus. Sa
I think it’s time for a change. Cause things feel out of touch. And I watch you walk away, again. Well this feels like too much. (Can you take it away?). And things won’t go my way. Now I’ll have to f
I'm doing fine. Even though you preyed upon my mind. Been living a lie. Seems every day it eats me Yeah, and there's no resolution. Yeah, but it makes me think twice. Yeah, and I need retribution