Suppression makes a weight
That strips the life of everything
To scared to walk away
Down in your heart
The image of a life
You’re dying just to be there
Crying on your knees
Be weary of the things you want
( the thorn in your paw, you crave)
You can't predict what's coming
Unlock
Your fingers from my hand
You never see the things you have
( there's always a way, to change)
Slice up and not across
When you’re trying to make the deepest cut
Illusion makes a gape
That kills the flow of everything
To dumb to walk away
Down in your mind
You never even tried.
You’re dying just to be there. Just crying on your knees
You couldn't say her name in a single way
You never found the time
She didn't make a sound when she hit the ground
In the image of her life
Be weary of the things you want
( the Thorne in your paw, you crave)
You can't predict what's coming
Unlock
Your fingers from my hand
You never see the things you have
( there's always a way, to change)
Slice up and not across
When you’re trying to make the deepest cut
Be careful of what you desire
You can predict what's coming
Unlock
You fingers from my hand
You never give the things you want
Slice up and not across when you’re trying
To make the deepest cut
compositores: Colin Frangicetto,Nick Beard,Anthony Green,Will Yip,Steve Clifford,Brendan Ekstrom
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