IRC-Galleria

Keep holding on when
my brain's ticking like a bomb
guess the black thoughts have come
again to get me
sweet little words
unlike nothing I have heard
sing along mocking bird
you don't affect me

thats right
deliverance of my heart
destroy
need deliverance

kertosäe:
wait
I'm coming undone
I'm late
I'm coming undone
too late
I'm coming undone
what loves so strong so delicate
wait
I'm starting to suffocate
and soon I anticipate
I'm coming undone
what loves so strong so delicate

choke, choke again
I thought my demons were my friends
pity me in the end
they're out to get me
since I was young
I've tasted sorrow on my tongue
and the sweet sugar gun
does not protect me

thats right
trigger between my eyes
destroy
make it quick now

kertosäe

I'm
trying to hold it together
head is lighter than a feather
looks like I'm not getting better
not getting better

kertosäe