Once again it's a familiar place i'm in, Better yet to be wasted for the interim, Full well I know the feebleness of a broken down Body getting stripped away... Better yet to be something of an animal, Maybe low like a dog or something uglier, When I'm face to face with the reality of masculinity That's getting stripped away I'm running from the hell you carved in me Holding back to hear you scream One last time so I can sleep... ...Deeper than the sharp pain goes, much bigger the pathos, The harder to let go of all you damaged egos, it's true Duty bound to heed the call of always something negative Never the love you give, it's true Think of me every time you cry And when you're alone and you want to die So that way, I will be always on your mind Never knew, never thought I could be had By a sister with a sinister view and nothing deep inside, Thought I could be the super sensitive guy Who could ride out the extra mile. What I caught was the familiar scent of a damaged little pretty And I whispered that it couldn't be true, But in the end I knew with you My heart would get stripped away... I'm running from the hell you carved in me Holding back to hear you screaming all for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
