Tekster:
Senses Fail Let It Enfold You

say That thought's in bed with pain I stand outside my pretty house I light a match to start the fire I called the cops to let 'em know It's 22 Walthery

smell foul play, possible poisonin' I had to bring you in for questionin' I went to your grave, dug up your body Brought it to my house, where you lay So let

Just know we are a speck in time So follow your bliss and destroy the beauty I'll lock myself alone in a room Drink until the clock strikes noon With

away Burn out not fade away Burn out not fade away Burn out not fade away I'll speak in riddles so you can understand I'll draw in pencil so you can

starts to die We need to find a way just to keep our desire alive And to my damsel in distress You've made a mess of your new dress You've made a mess

you're cute when you scream You know that you are worthless And I am better than The games that you play princess I've played And always win I'll take you

within The broken hearts that are soaked with fear Fill the glass to the brim And it will spill out And keep on sharpening the knife And then it will, it

to say, that thoughts enbed with pain. I stand outside of my pretty house I light a match to start the fire I call the cops to let them know It's 22

You could help solve this case For me... I headed downtown, to share what I had found It's not a suicide, it's a crime I have a witness, it's clearly