Album: Deadwing
I don't remember
Something in my past, create a hole
Don't use your gender
It drives a steak right through my soul
I live to function,
On my own is all I know
No friends to mention,
No destruction, nowhere to go
Shallow, shallow,
Give into me, give into me
Seasons caught in a triangle
Shallow, shallow,
No good to me, not if you're me
Bite your tounge end on a splinter
This city drains me,
Maybe it's the smeel of gasoline
The Millions pain me,
It's easier to talk to my PC
I live to function,
On my own is all I know
No friends to mention,
No destruction, nowhere to go
Shallow, shallow,
Give into me, give into me
Seasons caught in a triangle,
Shallow, shallow,
No good to me, not if you bleed,
Bite your tongue end on a splinter
Shallow, shallow,
Give into me, give into me
Seasons caught in a triangle
Shallow, shallow,
No good to me, not if you bleed
Bite your tounge end on a splinter