Shaped Like A Gun

Paper Weights
you cut yourself, you cuss out all the days you're screaming out, you throw your voice away i want to breakdown, i want to breakdown again you're choking now, you sucked on all the flames you're burning out, you're sick of all the fame i want to breakdown, i want to breakdown again i won't have this any other way right now i won't save any part of me at all you cut your mouth, you bleed for all you say i want to breakdown, i want to breakdown again i want to breakdown, i want to breakdown, my friend From Letras Mania