N' all I can think of is Escape, what a nightmare..
As I sit and breath in the descent smell of cancer..
I take back everything I said that day,
Maybe it was the glare of the fire, that it all finally came together for me.
I can't stress enough that I feel so mad, so angry
All the callousness is finally shinging through,
I just never saw it before..
I take back everything I said that day,
Maybe it was the glare of the fire, that it all finally came together for me.
I can't stress enough that I feel so mad, so angry
All the callousness is finally shinging through,
I just never saw it before..