Tekster:
A Loss For Words Hold Your Breath

Answering the call of God like a child obeying Preaching the very same power they killed Martin for saying But you can't break the mold and not holding your breath Thought if I died for

could only find what is left me. So much for letting go when you have nothing left to hold. The words that slid off your tongue, my everything. Your

to even have to take a loss to begin They say health brings you longevity But I'm not one for that extra-curriculum activity You might see the ak, with a

lying Posing for your still visions Acedemic postcard prisons Raise your chin, love Purged a poem I swore was finished Heaping lines half chewed unconscious Settle on a plot, chalk another loss

stretch, into the horizon with my eyes and ears closed sealed with a clearcode. I'm at loss for words, but i know a lot of words for loss got a whole

anchor's up, your ship has been sailed Close your eyes to fight The demons deep within your mind Satisfy your worst intentions I'm your sacrifice Dressing yourself up to kill You do this for

cure for Holding on to your grudge Oh, it's so hard to have someone to love And keeping quiet is hard 'Cause you can't keep a secret if it never was a

gift of life Treasure it, for it is pure Embrace it with all your heart Not a thousand years of pain Would be worth the loss of this I hold for you a

flat is where you scorn Buckling, stead you breathing Weed your thoughts There's something missing Yielded to you Why the strain? Sour taste with every word At loss for