The surface of a broken hand , a credent hand with nothing to hold
face turns cold to the touch. My face was white,laying on the cold tile floor
the floor. When i entered your room last night,your face left me as coward.
Now I'm left with nothing but your stare that's burning me. I don't try
because I'll fail. I'm just in line with the rest of admire. The sruface of
a broken hand,a credent hand with nothing left to hold. face turns cold
to the touch. My face was white. Left alone in desolate dreams. Why can't
I be beautiful,so you'd want to save me. But you're the angel with the perfect
wings that I'll fucking break and take you with me. Take you with me.
Those words left as stain. I must make you see the ugliness. You left your light
on. You turned my will again. Just look what you've created. A sick frail man
scared to look at his shadow. I'm sorry that you're part of this,but I can't
be left alone tonight. I can't be left alone tonight