I could a tale unfold, whose lightest words, would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, make thy, two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres. |
"We but teach bloody instructions, |
She's got bite marks on her tongue from all the things she's never said |
Don't judge me |
Are love turned into just a fling |
Just gimme one good reason |
I can't see myself cry |
Standing closer ain't that bad |
Tight rope walking ain't that hard |
If i feel, then i need |