Mourning Misery

Time In Your Hands Is A Knife Through My Chest That Not Even Angles Can Pull Out
Lift this burden off my chest The one you put there the day your bullet looked so nice Now living on its own is pain You're pushing my hour hand faster than I can run away from you Because I'm unable to leave you I'm struggling to break free but inside I know I don't really want to leave this torturous state of mind. And you just keep wasting my time I'm going to die really soon, as a dove on fire Push me down I can't grow up You look so beautiful even when your gun is staring me in the chest I still won't leave No matter what it takes or how many times you shove your knife right through my face I'll be here waiting for you to put down your weapons. The other side of you is worth all of this pain you've put me through. This hate for you is a disguised love, or maybe hate is love You're dressed in black and I'm still stained red How could you mistake love for putting a hole through a heart I'm trying to teach you that this is so right I'm trying to live before it's too late You have so much guilt that I have bled for you It's worth all this time All the mourning All of this misery you've put me through I'm just waiting for the time to be right to tell you three words your never going to listen to My time for you is killing me When will this end From Letras Mania