Breaking in the clutch of rusty claws Nurturing the ache of my own flaws Back into a cage of rotten bars Torn by every wound and every scar
Once again I'm judged for being lost Astray from what you claim to be the norm Even though you're one of the outcasts You never hesitate on giving back
You say that you are keen to understand But cannot reach beyond your own two hands We never had a thing to be afraid And yet you are so scared by things unsaid
We never had the chance to go to bed But I can only wonder if we had You say that we can go on with the talk But keep all of your bullshit to your gods
Breaking in the clutch of rusty claws Nurturing the ache of my own flaws Back into a cage of rotten bars Torn by every wound and every scar Drowning in a pool of my own blood Jaded by the love that never wasTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
