7 acessos
Assume i had a chance to clear things out alone,
But tricks i used to know where laying under earth,
My last surviving hope had bidden me goodbye,
How loud i ever made that noise, how much it ever hurt,
Do understand, i'm just firing blanks
For an hour every day, my mouth is overfilled,
With better things to say than i threw in your face,
Forget that battered truth, i made it up myself,
How hard it might have been, your defense was a waste
Do understand, i'm just firing blanks,
Do understand, i'm just firing blanks