Tekster:
Apathy Eulogy The Beauty For Ashes

the remnant of your lies now make him beg get on his knees make him beg because it's your game his only crime to answer for: responding to advances from

Hold your hand take the tiny table just for you and I'll pretend old friends couldn't cut it up like we did then flash a smile all the while I've been

In the fast lane doing 90 miles behind me and miles ahead it's been raining on the pavement on my heart and in my head it's kind of funny how they ignore

I hope you're lonely without me this is another stupid lullabye, another stupid dream I swear, if you could feel my pain you'd open up your arms again

more than a two-bit faker of a love that stabs you in back it's a peaceful type of heart attack you give got my questions got my answers exude sincerity for