The old ways always get at me Throwing myself on the floor when I'm empty Call me I'm falling in front of a demon possessing Making me talk My throat gets rid of a part of me Anxiety could end it all Physically I've found that I'll stay the same And you all should have nothing to say
I was afraid of living alone You could of changed it They could have saved us I need something to fill in the hole
How pathetic my face is allergic And everything my spine gives I wanna get rid of it When there's something saddening The room writes a scene I could not exist I want to get rid of it
The patches that hold my blood in I've invented a new sin The whole world takes part of it In learning I'll love him I'll love him does not exist Till then I'll be over it It's one thing I'll never miss
And I'll never find a way to be happy And there's no one here that's like meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
