Singer:chevelle
i paid you
squeaky wheel
go try healing this too
that said
you're full of it
on a bend
beg to fail
properly holding your grudge
you're full of shit
try accepting this
why not face today?
forever one to crawl out
fade out next to lazy
end it all within
last burned
well grab a pen
for the fourth and unknown
hated work
loved the scene
the somber came juxtaposed
all the subtleness of a
downed plane
retreat again
if only the crying could heal
i'd sell my left arm to buy passion
if only apologies worked
well i could find some reasons
why maybe you wouldn't be
so ill
so
ill
sorry your souls
so fucking shallow
it's creeping outside
outside of its hole
it's trying to see
say it
fake this reality
what i face