كلمات For Myself

Weary about everything that I could ever lose My anguish and tension is holding me back Another misconception and the placement skips once again So where's your mother laughing at reckless intuition? You've broken the notion of every lovers ocean The oil spilled will sink to the top I wish that I could use your fowl words against you I'll hold my arm until my veins aren't blue Groggy from sleepless nights in my bed Rapid information trickles down through my head Decision time,the placement is at your front door This was something that I was taught long ago You've broken the notion of every lovers ocean The oil spilled will sink to the top I wish that I could use your fowl words against you I'll hold my arm until my veins aren't blue I'll hold my arm until my veins aren't blue