thinking of the mess was made you became a part of me Thinking of the wish you made to break free Playing you like I can shoving it in your face
Remember all the times that we used to play You were lost and I would save you I don't think those feeling will ever fade You born a part of me
My mind takes you to where you need to be Cure for your heartbreak to take away the pain I could describe each mistake for you Tattoo it on my tainted
I can't breath at all It hurts to think that a sound could heal my wounds feeling I've been betrayed Black Sunday still burns you in my thoughts
I don't love how you love but please don't leave me here alone I don't feel how you feel But it's my fault I'm bones I don't die how you died I
She was only 17 and forced to blame it on herself that she hides away to tame the pain she feels she was fallen to a scene a drunken man a violent
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When it rains I don't mind Let me stand here all night Did she take her whole life Let me know she's alright [Chorus] And every time it rains
Turn all the lights down low Try to fade your apathy Made up a world where you can even be you Star in a tragedy Shadowed voice on an open court
not easy to win did I drink too much could I disappear and there's nothing that's left but wasted tears There's nothing left but wasted years If
They change your faith It's gone to far to name the way you see The things they'll change Your life and control your mind I can't relate to it [
Whatever you became Blame it on my fame Always away from you Sold my life for a song Whatever you killed The blood got on my face See it took over
I could take every fucking word she says Throw it in her face but would she even care I still remember when she looked at me that frown upon her
Thinking of the mess we made You became a part of me Thinking of the wish you made To break free Playing you like I can Shoving it in your face This
I can't breath at all It hurts to think That time could heal my wounds Feeling I've been betrayed, Black Sunday Still burns you in my thoughts I can'
They change your faith It's gone to far to name the way you see The things they'll change Your life and control, your mind, I can't relate to it Sick
She was only 17 And forced to blame it on herself That she hides away to tame the pain she feels She was fallen to a scene A drunken man, a violent will
