Слова:
The Bled Crawling Home

This is what it takes to forgive myself for you. Don't ask me what I am becoming. Something that you cannot comprehend. Completely unacceptable results. Damaged and desperate. I am crawling home

the trophy shelves made room for his collapse She was a mink handjob in sarcophagus heels Bring me to my knees Read the sharpened lines All my arms, bled

to a pile Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse She was a mink handjob in sarcophagus heels Bring me to my knees Read the sharpened lines All my arms Bled

I lisp, I die Sugar shooting, bled with deadbeats Only crawl, so your eyes Sad eyes, quite Christian blood Drop it, it's dead We dropped it And took the body home

we decay I see the world is dead,I am betrayed Dead heart in a dead world Dead heart in a dead world This rotten hole that I call home bled dry again

please. The hero was home, proven and grown, I fell on the floor Mad with romance they started to dance, their star was born I bled like the rain, exploded

live low i lisp, i die sugar shooting bled with deadbeats only crawl so your sad eyes quite christian blood drop it, it's dead we drop it and took the body home

may die" Why? Coup de Gra for the Coup de Ta In a man made lodge, the Moon Rays replace God What ought to crawl has learned to walk I have mastered The

It?s a mistake, but who knows Followed you home, crawled in your window This life is a trip when you?re psycho in love And I know Followed your friends