Why do I even update about this?
I really dont want it to end, but every time those precious few last seconds roll around, I get this feeling. I get so sad. What else is after this?
Such a vivid picture.
Satire's no match for a matter of fact, that's blashpemy.
I wrote it down in blood, never foregt my love.
Faith as endearing as the other side.
I'm on this freight train with creeping suspicions.
(I could do this forever, and still feel sad towards each and every end.)
I have damned myself to hear this out.
One more time around.
I have damned myself to hear this out.
One more time.
I wrote it down in blood, never forget my love.
Faith as endearing as the other side.
I'm on this freight train with derailed suspicions, writing it all down in blood.
Somebody give me a big hug.
Such a vivid picture.
Satire's no match for a matter of fact, that's blashpemy.
I wrote it down in blood, never foregt my love.
Faith as endearing as the other side.
I'm on this freight train with creeping suspicions.
(I could do this forever, and still feel sad towards each and every end.)
I have damned myself to hear this out.
One more time around.
I have damned myself to hear this out.
One more time.
I wrote it down in blood, never forget my love.
Faith as endearing as the other side.
I'm on this freight train with derailed suspicions, writing it all down in blood.
Somebody give me a big hug.