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With blood shot eyes, I watch you sleeping The warmth I feel beside me is slowly fading Would she hear me, if I called her name? Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong The path I walk is in the wrong direction There's always someone fucking hanging on Can anybody help me makes things better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her the guilty to come home
The moments die, I hear no screaming The visions left inside me are slowly fading Would she hear me, if I called her name? Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong The path I walk is in the wrong direction There's always someone fucking hanging on Can anybody help me makes it better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her the guilty to come home
Ow yeah
This battered room I've seen before The broken bones they heal no more, no more With my last breath I'm choking Will this ever end? I'm hoping My world is over one more time
Let's go!
Would she hear me, if I called her name? Would she hold me, if she knew my shame?
There's always something different going wrong The path I walk is in the wrong direction There's always someone fucking hanging on Can anybody help me makes it better?
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscious calls, the guilty to come home Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscience calls, to guilty to come
Back!
Your tears don't fall, they crash around me Her conscience calls, to guilty to come home
