The moral law of a parasite in a disposable paradise They say you don’t know what you have until its gone, I’m gone I’m so sick of your emotional hand-me-downs, Perpetual views on my life and how they make me frown, You make me frown
I want you to listen to the words I never said, I’m over watching the birds play instead I’m 21 in June and I’m still stuck in this cocoon I’m scared shitless and it’s all because of you
This bodies a coffin for who I want to be Buried six feet deep beneath dreams of losing all my teeth makes me scared, It may be too late for me
Why wont you let me be who I want to be? Is this me? Is this all I’ll be? I can’t believe a damaged shell in a self loathing hell
The moral law of a parasite in a disposable paradise They say you don’t know what you have until its gone, I’m gone Disposable paradise, perpetual views on my life and how they make me
You make me frown
You said I never meant to hurt you but after all these years I guess I've learnt to You make me frown You said I never meant to hurt you but after all these years you fucking did You make me frownTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
