Am I suppose to say thank for all of the pain That you caused in my life Like it some sort of game I guess I miss you, but I guess I wished this on you
Is this suppose to be some sort of relief I think you got lost in your fucked up beliefs I remember how you used to be You told me that you loved me Now I'm crying in my bedroom Ghostly shadows of you Final words carved into headstones Now I know something you don'tTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
