music only cutting my heart & alcohol couldn't help me to hide me from myself... with every new time i fill so apart nowere i could be safely, even with you i keep holding my hell...
it seems like a hunger, i can't control i'm falling in weekness.. reavers of blood so sweat in you - i couldn't hope for forgivenes... thousents of bodies calling to feed they smels like a quarry.. & if you want to save something of me, you must be hurry...
your love & tears burning my heart, but isn't enouth to change me - it must be you should to say me fer well. wit every ney time you fill sj apart, i don't wana you dying so waistly trying to save me in time from myself...
it seems like a hunger, i can't control i'm falling in weekness.. reavers of blood so sweat in you - i couldn't hope for forgivenes... thousents of bodies calling to feed they smels like a quarry.. & if you want to save something of me, you should don't worry...