This is the end. And I can't pretend that I'm okay- I'm not okay. I cant even remember when you slithered away and left me with this emptiness. So bring back what you said we once had- 'Cause I'd pay to see a preacher like you lie. And you know I keep everything locked underground- Safe and sound. In this body you call on me for. I keep everything locked underground, safe and sound.
(My god!) We are worlds apart- And these grey hairs I've grown Have been nursed by the number of times I've tried to think of why This will never change.
3 a.m. I toss and turn in my bed, trying to shed this skin that I am buried in. I can't even remember why I tried to tread, tried to fight against the Tide another time. Oh I'd pay to see a martyr like you die.
We were given the wax to burn so bright- But our love, our light, was smothered by the hands of spite.
And I always knew that it would end like this- I always knew we were destined to die from the start. I always knew that it would end like thisTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
