Juvenescent Beat!
Acid Rounds (Open No Exits)
The sound of your voiceIs oh-so corrosiveIt's burned a hole through my chestWhere I shove all my sweet nothingsIsn't that what you are?Just cut yourself out of thisThe sight of your faceJust steers me awayFrom the way your gaze objectifiesIf only I could escape your line of sightIf I couldCut myself out of thisWhen you speak, you spit acid roundsTrapped in your embraceI yearn to break freeBut somewhere inside youI see a piece of me
From Letras Mania