You've taken everything and I can barely breathe Left colourless, this taste of disgust Is all that's left of me
Strip this place to dust and grind the rest to salt So nothing will be left, not even weeds will grow
I hate the way you stain my name and paint yourself in gold The only thing you are to me, is a single memory The only thing you'll ever be is dead memories
Everybody makes mistakes but I'll make this your last I'm no claim to charity but my faults are known You can call this severance, cuz now I'm waking up Realise these faults are your own, the voice of who you are
Everybody makes mistakes but I'll make this your lastTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
