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 them 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