Crouched over You were not there Living in fear But signs were not really that scarce Obvious tears But I will not Hide you through this I want you to help And please see The bleeding heart perched on my shirt
Die, withdraw Hide in cold sweat Quivering lips Ignore remorse Naming a kid, living wasteland This time you've tried All that you can turning you red
Change my attempt good intentions Should I, could I Here we are with your obsession Should I, could I
Crowned hopeless The article read living wasteland This time you've tried All that you can turning you red but I will not Hide you through this I want you to help
Change my attempt good intentions Should I, could I
Here we are with your obsession Should I, could I
Heave the silver hollow sliver Piercing through another victim Turn and tremble be judgmental Ignorant to all the symbols Blind the face with beauty paste Eventually you'll one day know
Change my attempt good intentions Limbs tied, skin tight Self inflicted his perdition
Should I, could I Change my attempt good intentions Should I, could I Should I, could I
10 Years - Wasteland
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Change my attempt good intentions
Crouched over
You were not there
Living in fear
But signs were not really that scarce
Obvious tears
But I will not
Hide you through this
I want you to help
And please see
The bleeding heart perched on my shirt
Die, withdraw
Hide in cold sweat
Quivering lips
Ignore remorse
Naming a kid, living wasteland
This time you've tried
All that you can turning you red
Change my attempt good intentions
Should I, could I
Here we are with your obsession
Should I, could I
Crowned hopeless
The article read living wasteland
This time you've tried
All that you can turning you red
but I will not
Hide you through this
I want you to help
Change my attempt good intentions
Should I, could I
Here we are with your obsession
Should I, could I
Heave the silver hollow sliver
Piercing through another victim
Turn and tremble be judgmental
Ignorant to all the symbols
Blind the face with beauty paste
Eventually you'll one day know
Change my attempt good intentions
Limbs tied, skin tight
Self inflicted his perdition
Should I, could I
Change my attempt good intentions
Should I, could I
Should I, could I