: Brace yourself, the time is coming soon For the night to consume you Shadows dance across these walls Don't fall asleep for I wait for you in your
: My flesh drips off the bone I sealed this sin with a kiss, I cant believe What I have shown, a lack of faith A hindrance of I am a wraith I am monstrosity
: Build me a foundation Not one of perfection But one of structure and word My eyes are upright, in constant search Perfection, a shout Unconquerable
: Left at the end of everything And everyone is waiting for this life to pull me under Your audience awaits My downfall I never had a chance, so why
: Until we fall apart, Wake up and move like it's the last time. Until we fall apart, It's not the end, it's never the end. While we still have heart
: On a summer night As you pull me closer Baby, please don't cry Isn't this what you had hoped for Sorry to say that we can't just go back Pretend like
cannot do Summer crush turned into love Take my hand, we'll ride above All the things that might face us You're my best friend Words can't comprehend The outline
A hero of thought by the name of Bertrand. Has composed an essay which is magnificently grand!=0BLord Russell = outlines the numerous follies of man,
all these things. Will you trust me? Our sleepless nights. Your back to me. My sleepless nights and all of these screams. The outline of your hand still remains on my hand. The outline
not do Summer crush turned into love Take my hand we'll ride above All the things that might face us You're my best friend words can't comprehend The outline
February its all so clear. Our lives wrote itself into a history of you and me. But now you're asking me to leave and swear to forget everything. Just
Tradução: Ejecutar. Esquema de un amor.
Tradução: Run Run para niños. Esquema de un amor.
Tradução: Brown Bike pequeños. El contorno de su mano aún permanece en mi mano.
Tradução: Gusano. Esquema.
Tradução: Gusano verde. Esquema.
Furnished in fur and afraid of your father You've choked out the air, burned up the water Your sin is yourself, a slave to your youth Too caught up
We fold, in cold Lonely but never quite alone We're told, grow old The young, once flesh, now sculpt to stone We sold our soul The spring of life we've
