Swallow these shards of glass, feel them rip and tear at your throat, bleeding on the inside, choking on sin Your sharp words will soon cut your throat Inside your own self-pity, the true essence of a coward, a continuous cycle, failure's bitter pill
The absence of the heart, will make us Stronger, as we tear apart at the seams
The dark walls of discontent, crushes the air from your lungs, ignorance of the heart, mind and soul, you'll learn nothing, falling on deaf ears Your sharp tongue will soon cut your throat Bleeding on the inside, choking on sin Blinded by faith in hell's wrath…
Your sharp words will soon cut your throat
The absence of the heart, will make us Stronger, as we tear apart at the seamsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
