Мысли ослепленного
Дневник закрыт всем, кроме хозяина дневника!
-О себе
This time, taking it away
I've got a problem, with me getting in the way,
Not by my side.
So I take my face and bash it into a mirror.
I won't have to see the pain (Bleed, Bleed)
This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.
Anticipating, all the fucked up feelings again.
I've got a problem, with me getting in the way,
Not by my side.
So I take my face and bash it into a mirror.
I won't have to see the pain (Bleed, Bleed)
This state is elevating, as the hurt turns into hating.
Anticipating, all the fucked up feelings again.
