Lucas Toole کے بول

You watch them, contemplating your desires Waiting for someone like you Life means shit, you'd kill anything Empty eyes smile, erasing innocence Reaching out but they disappear Empty eyes smiling Shutting out the life Was Lucas born to die A circle of madness is made A tool of a sickened mind I wish I'd never had heard of this, staring at his picture hurts inside Why'd you have to make him die I'd give anything to bring him back And put you in his place Sickly suppressing your will to be Remember Lucas [chorus] Give unto me While it shows My night has come All alone This is not the way You will see My falling Is not me me you [chorus]