when you chose to hurt the honest ones
they scarred effortlessly
fading - felt but never seen
something lost and nothing gained
this damage still looks the same
when you chose to love all the wrong ones
fading - felt but never seen
when you chose to hurt the honest ones
they scarred effortlessly
fading - felt but never seen
something lost and nothing gained
this damage still looks the same
it's my blood that's drowning me