Tekster:
A Static Lullaby And Don T Forget To Breathe

're far too close. lest sick from the guild you spread. to let the past stitch our wounds and seal our tears. lust sick in this momen. we won't believe

This Touch. last touch. this touch. won't break me. and traveling amongst the charred, fields of snow. wrapped in barbed wire. a word too soft to be spoken

Walk for the moment, Find the reason in yourself, Theres a reason for you and i, Take this time to find a meaning, A reason to sit back and measure the

victim to (we're not your slaves) the disadvantages our parents brought before them. Grow up fast and lose sight of becoming an influence (and I'll never

nails While barefoot shedding the flesh of our existence I don't want anybody to fall A star up in the sky A poem to the dead Let this mistake Bring a

the dove Bring her a star Throw me a raven Spoon out my.. Spoon out my heart Can I walk amongst the slaves chained to hopelessness and lynched from your

we're far too close. to let the past stitch our wounds and seal our tears. lust sick from the guilt you spread. lust sick in this moment. we won't believe

s a reason, there's a reason for you and i, there's a reason, there's a reason for you and i, take this time to find a meaning, a reason to sit back and

swallow and forget... Given up ambition for eight legs... Venom engulfs the most precious fairy tales. Goldilocks forgets the bite for prince charming... Each window breathes