Pretty girl, some time ago she drank the fire to kill the pain she knew she knew there had to be a better way she said she'd look for it another day
me and I gave birth to sin Well, sin gave birth to death and then it started once again And now, my bones, they fertilize the old familiar soil that is
My god, who am i? was asked blazing flames arose their dreams forged your life into something horrible monsters glorify (if i) seem dead victims we are
I'm turned around The darkest night is surrounding me There is no light And I see a spark from miles away but I give up hope and choose to stay and hold
this way but they?ve broken down they?ve failed to hold but they?re the best thing that I?ve known and now there is no war to play there is no game to
? where fruit is whole and gardens grow and children know what they see is what they see because down below where the weeds all grow all the land is thrown
remind us of the moments that we wish we could start and we creep from this dream even though it's just what we need even though this life is over before
To calm me down would take a storm to prove I can take a beating To wake me up would take a dream and I'm not sure if I'm even sleeping But to give
I was a lover i was a lover i was a lover 'fore i was a child i was a lover i was a lover i was a lover and i was wild when a tree gives birth a seed
Yesterday i was a child til i grew up and i grew wild while she wandered free free as a ghost who found her place in an empty home & years went by &
You're such a liar in your white washed clothes turning up your nose to love me like a child with a bruise that grows thinking, i suppose it was me
breath and holds it in and wishes she was gone no place to hide out in the open spaces and he knows all the places she retreats will somebody tell her she is
cuz more is what i need give me more of less my friend i dont need the best my friend give me more of less my friend cuz more is what i need there was