Came up with something new to cover my acts I think I want it, cause I'm over you now I saw the past and it sometimes looked fine Except for these little cracks wherein I could see the sky
Fire and a basket of limbs Fire and some blood on your bed
What I meant was always of my nature and nothing else I am what I was made to be
It's not me, It's not us It's just this version of life I need to feed upon Got me, crack me, Another person I hate
Came on to you and murdered your dreams I think I won it, cause you hurt me somehow I saw your world and it never looked real Except for these small hours i spent inside you
Fire and a basket of flowers Fire and the blood of the saints
It's not me, It's not us It's just this version of life I need to feed upon Got me, crack me, Another person I hate Another number to call
And your wall is always there In absence of warmth Cold and wet Your wall is always there
And your wall yearns for life Life teaches doors and locks Won't keep you out
Again she's back and I'm hypnotized Again she's back and I'm open to liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
