Your eyes pierced through my lips, yeah All I bleed are smiles All I bleed are smiles
Sitting in the corner with a razor and a smile All the others slowly bleed to death They all watched while he shed blood in style Their words went from Forget me not to I forgot But he fell too soon Now his existence remains in the hearts of the cold Now you'll never recur You'll never recur
Read my lips a thousand times Count the quarter's nickels dimes Does this tragedy make sense? Or was the good missing from bye
Should this be a lesson learned? How chests are boards and words are darts Or is it ever a concern To shatter those with glasslike heartsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
