Fall Of Troy (The)

Mouths Like Sidewinder Missiles
All this time alone, I cannot go home. Artificial friend, you reap what you sow! You said, it was a little of somethin' else, I hope that you lose it all, Cause you were the one that made me feel better, in such a fucked up better way! I don't understand what you say... All this time you've known, such condescending tone, taste the tears of men. Did it make you feel better then!? From Letras Mania