Each day feels like one hundred years Each minute a knife in my back I pray for death every second But my soul is too putrid to take
Born against my will Cursed with compassion Twisting the meanings Warping my actions - fuck this!
At this point in life it's all just another scar on my face I'm running and fighting, but I know I'll die in this place
Fooled by facades, this worlds subject to so much hate Blackened by living, lie my head down and go back to sleepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
