Paroles de Inventory

I need violent dying I need quiet times If you don't believe me as I slide in the sea It doesn't matter much to me I lie down and I float nowhere I know why because I lie just hearing my mouth open I feel the water on my skin dry I scorn and shame you berate and blame you I beg you to come to me It's easy You let me Don't leave me Now you won't come out tonight Your clothes are clung to you with fright How am I here again I fear the mornings as they pull me near I need violent dying I need quiet times Hear me Save me as I slide in the sea No hands no one No.