Текст: Destro. The Accuracy Of Broken Whispers. I Guess You Win.

Aren't you tired yet?
do you ever get confused with all the games you play with my mind
check mate, here's your prize
a damaged heart for you to throw away and these emotions
i just want you to know that i hate you
i hate you and everything you stand for
check mate, here's your prize
a damaged heart for you to throw away...
all the neglect and your self-righteous anger, you can take it all back
i want no memories of you except the one where your begging for life
watch as i come to take your life from you