Testo di Conversations

Feel, cry, let your brain be filled with sorrow Fight, hate, bite, you don't need to swallow Trust in myself, I've left all that medicines Into my world I have lost all the things I once loved Take it all and throw it all away Make it by yourself we're all insane Conversations running on my head Will I be ready for Dig, Dive, in all that holes you help to build in Your heart hurt by someone else's feelings That stone you put in your past is blocking future Cold as I am used to being called does help me breathing Cease to smoke, dont'be drunk in front of Your loved ones, that's the councils we just Don't need, searching your peace I got my hell We still got the night ahead for your precious spechees