The book With covers in black and white Lying there Right next to my swollen head And I whine Full of regret and contrite With every minute It's getting only worse instead The walls Bending down and the ceiling falls Black void Flowing out of the ring of illusion Sweat Shivers and silence enslave Crushed lungs Last sip and the throat starts to burn You saw I pierce me eyes with nails You saw I bite my wrists You knew I tried to slit my throat You knew I wanted to bleed outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
