Tracing True Colors (feat. Ryan Kirby of Fit For A King)
You can not say That i didn't make This worth it But who's to blame? When we're both blinded HERE
This place is haunting me I couldn't wait to live Because i gotta be FREE
Feelings this feelings I'm twisted laying alone in my bed Tying up these loose ends Tossing and turning me and my conscience Are learning how to be Don't you give up on me
This is how it ends We're not some fucking trend BLAH!
I can't belive than i didn't see your true colors But what's always fake reveals with bitter taste I hope you scream (I hope you sream) Out my name When thoughts of us are running through your veins
Feelings this feelings I'm twisted laying alone in my bed Tying up these loose ends Tossing and turning me and my conscience Are learning how to be Don't you give up on me
Should have walked away Right from the start I hope this song FUCKING RIPS YOU APPART OH!
COWARD!
This is the last time That you'll lie to me With every word you say The maks of a saint Gets ripped from your face
THIS IS WHERE IT ENDS..
Feelings this feelings I'm twisted laying alone in my bed Tying up these loose ends Tossing and turning me and my conscience Are learning how to be Don't you give up on me