Vicious Art

War
This ain't binding This ain't binding at all This is a war what she wants Reflecting her sorrow to herself War This is control The truth is won in battles Personal hell She needs a white flag in her death Woman be still And though my efforts are sincere Still Makes her turn away This ain't binding This ain't binding at all What is the cost What is the loss Our loved ones getting closer I disappear Anger You're in control I too have needs She said, she said She needs a white flag in her death Woman be still And though my efforts are sincere Still Makes her turn away War, the closure of this chapter ends in a war, the strength in her defences ends in a war, her weapons of destruction ends in a war, our closest never joins us into the lies, how deceitful and demanding aren't the lies, how destructive and illusive aren't the lies, how tormenting and displeasing aren't the lies But it's my way... This is a war No one can win The closest to perfection I've been War Show me your scars And I too can resign Give me your scars She needs a white flag in her death Woman be still And though my efforts are sincere Still Makes her turn away This ain't binding This ain't binding at all From Letras Mania