(We're rolling "Suicide")
Wake up (Wake Up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup (Hide the scars to fade away the)
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table
You wanted to
I don't think you trust
In my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
Wake up (Wake Up)
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup (Hide the scars to fade away the)
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable
You wanted to
Grab a brush and put a little makeup
You wanted to
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup
You wanted to
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table
You wanted to
I don't think you trust
In my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
Father!(Father!)
Father!(Father!)
Father!(Father!)
Father!(Father!)
Fall into your hands I commend my spirit,
Fall into your hands,
Why have you forsaken me?
In your eyes forsaken me
In your thoughts forsaken me
In your heart forsaken me oh
Trust in my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
In my self righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die.
In my self-righteous suicide
I cry when angels deserve to die
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=249353
Рубрика: Лірика
дата надходження 24.03.2011
автор: Beatryse Bathory