Honestly, honesty feels like Such hard concept to understand I'll admit that I'm lost out here and a bit confused Like a homesick abortion, I just wanted a chance
Yet I wait on hand and foot for you to kick me in the mouth For three long years I kept crawling back For three long years you mistook my kindness for weakness This is the last
Homesick for the past I am homesick for the days gone by This is the last
So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth (Fool)
I Love the taste of my own blood We are all vampires now this is how we were bred Pitiful, what we have become We are a waste of time, we are a waste of space
Yet I wait on hand and foot for you to kick me in the mouth For three long years I kept crawling back For three long years you mistook my kindness for weakness This is the last
Homesick for the past I am homesick for the days gone by This is the last
So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
