You burned a portrait in my eyes You watched me falter My motivation now encircles my wrist This razor blade says I've fucking been dismissed All my life you were my silver lining My only hope, my explanation for not dying Through all these years you were my reason We shed a tear for your fucking treason Weathered by the lines that paint tragedy across my wristsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
