B.A.W.T. کے بول

Love is not the way I would've figured Drop that film and get the big picture Give a little of bitter sweetness My lips are wet, not like I really need this I'm not, telling you I said so Don't cry, leave it on your face Eyes don't dry, they only get wetter Broken heartsd asren't meant to get better I only cry to God, I share my inner feeling Thoughts, on this wasted life I'm hardly going anywhere Not enough, I'll try a little harder Get that bitch to go a little further Slice her neck and harmonize with her Screams I like so get a little louder Help me, I'm another victim Can't see, all my other symptoms Hold me down and torture my insides Virgin eyes are often my favorite Crossing my sins I keep pulling my face away