H / Herod / February Is A Bad Month
How much will this distance grow How long will I be left alone I'd swing like the silhouette of a defiled angel And wipe my blood on the walls for just one more day A chance to separate the loving From the paralyzed empty soul We've been down this path But this time you brought your fate I know how the story ends Yet I'm afraid to turn the page A perfect day ends with a lie And today is no different Walk hand in hand with your heartless grin And I'll do the same I paint a smile on myself every time I see you Because I know the day will come When these incisions will be your own reflections And the knife will be in my hands Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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