كلمات Reign

we choke on time spent wasted the pain decide what taste is left or right I cant decide if anything could keep the eye Reiging down in spoiled solution to acquiese this obsession flesh it serves us as a scapegoat but jaded lips will stain Contempt lends me to silence with shame derides what faith in love and hate no one can tell the point at which this is your hell and so its seems we guard a place if emptiness could leave a trace Reiging down in spoiled solution to acquiese this obsession flesh it serves us as a scapegoat but jaded lips will stain Just take it wasnt free this vacance pouring out of me collecting in a pool of dread the seconds ring inside my head like stale bits of dreams regarded as tatters of deceit