There's a voice in my head Telling me why I should hate you
But I hate myself instead
There's a pair of dead eyes in the mirror Looking back at me I guess its wrong to live life so lifelessly Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees I guess thats what I should get For crawling back at your feet Now I'm feeling so down that there's no God above No mercy for a soul that's just way too fucked up There's a pain in my chest
Growing stronger with every heartbeat Now there's nothing left of me
But empty bottles of pills and Bacardi I guess it's wrong to live life Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees
I guess thats what I should get For crawling back at your feet Now I'm feeling so down that there's no God above
No mercy for a soul Leave me here to die
Leave me here to die Scars are tearing open along my palms and knees I guess thats what I should get
For crawling back at your feet Now I'm feeling so down that there's no God above
No mercy for a soul that's just way too fucked up.
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