Thursday, October 13, 2011

Sick

Oceans between us
And there's nothing that can change the way I feel
I can still taste the poison
Every fall, every breath are ways to heal

Hold on, little girl
The end is soon to come

Sick of it all, Sick of it all
We will not follow
Sick of it all, Sick of it all
They don't understand how
Sick we are, Sick we are
Of this bottomless pit of lies
Behind closed eyes

Someday you'll know the feeling
Someday i will break through
And nothing you tell yourself
Will save us from the truth
Screaming out

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