Songtexte




Pull your praise
From my chest for days
I can't see your face
Sell my lie
Craft my alibi
But I can't escape your eye
No mess, no song, it's too long
For my fate to inconvenience you
It's all I need; made to bleed
Take my disease, falling on my knees
No remorse
Left with no recourse
Sell my sinful seed, it's yours
Dig this hole
For my shattered soul
Giving up all my control
No mess, no song, it's too long
For my fate to inconvenience you
It's all I need; made to bleed
Take my disease, falling on my knees
Dig this hole
For my shattered soul
Giving up all my control



Autor(en): Garrett Miles Smith



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