Слова:
Ambry

We drugged our lives of innocence With a straight face We chased ourselves and traced our shadows Until we couldn't recognize our own silhouette We hang

its 4 a.m. and the alarm clocks set for ten as the smoke clears and settles to the ceiling i am coming down from falling for your promises that we wont

maybe i should take your advice and never look twice ive had my share of stories more grotesque then my insecurities ive sold myself short learned to

Eyes half wide open staring at the edge of the earth I'm already gone from this corpse That lays beside my soul Just walk away before I drag you down

this is the worst im nothing more than a second of your thoughts this is the worst youre nothing more than the one i lost this is the worst im nothing

if i cant remember te words could you be my tongue for these few seconds and spit them out for me see ive crossed the line and ive done what i told myself