Names Without Numbers
Waking From The Coma
i turned my back just once for once i didn't care my heart was never there till the knife cut through
and now i lie so still no one detects a sound but screams within my head are louder now it's true the blood is on my hands but i can't understand why the color seems to fade
i sought forgiveness once discressions in my youth led to apologies of love abused and now i'm back again like countless times before torn apart i pray my life can still be used the devil twists my arm to stab my own back
From Letras Mania