Songtext von Trial And Terror

Cover yourself with everything you can Just to walk outside Buried inside an artificial tent With everything to hide I'm positive this can't be This can't be right January's cold, but February's colder I can't stand to hold her (I can't stand to hold) I'm a little older, I wish that I had told her January's cold, February's colder I can't stand to hold her (I can't stand to hold) Cut yourself free, please abandon me Before things get really bad Things are really bad. Cut yourself free, please abandon me. Don't blame yourself for my curiosity I swear it's not your fault Trial and error, tragedy These bitter tears I swear they're filled with salt I'm positive this cant' be This can't be right