Letra de M. Gatewood

Typing away In the corner of the library Waiting for An opening curtain a shooting gun to wake me up I can't eat E even though it makes me sicker still Tonight repeat The lines I've memorized The times we cry are the times we kill Everyone's growing unhappier Jessica is leaving soon can I go with her You know I would but my mom would have my throat I still can't see Why I'm failing every morning Twist my hair around Until that boy with brown eyes speaks to me