4 acessos
I used to have someone like you
What do u think I would do?
In that hot night, in that cold day
in which u told me to get loose
Now I've got this thing I can't say
I just can't throw it away
Not ones eyes, nor ones touch
There isn't left any shades of grey
Back and forth in swim through your lines
Wrote inside your own head
Alone in your mind he climbs
Left to be slaughtered instead
Your hope is now teared limb to limb
An epitaph's sheet on your bed
Read by a torment that screams
Say hello to what never gets dead
And now for good it's into your mind
It's in ur blood
In ur soul
Now you'll grind