Tekster:
Aces Over Kings What Doesn T Kill You

darkness is blinding me, and grasping for my hand Will I make it to the light or will I end up dead? Walking through the snow and I don't know where

Thoughts of guillotines to sever memories Instead of having you I sing to heal my needs You fed me love, it eats me inside out Purging myself... so I

it could be someone?s life I hope you?re humbled now What you say it means nothing What you do is what you are I know you know what?s right So break