The Darkest Times کے بول

I wear the lies on my lips I fill the whole glass of wine with Your bleeding heart I'm dressed for the darkest times I bought the rules I've got my plans I'm getting old I have no time It doesn’t matter, but I'm getting obsessed with it all Find me Come back to life Stay here Bring me the rope Fall down from the cliff Run through the black beach To the ocean Call me if you can I'll always be here