I write because it's what i really feel. |
With this gun to my head I break away from the...
Break away from the pain...
You’re left adrift,
In the midst of the freezing water and ice...
If words could describe my devotion,
I'd write night and day...
Have to force these words out of my throat.
You can't steal my voice away...
Morbid suicide,
Since there's nothing left to try...
With this gun to my head I break away from the...
Break away from the pain...