five weeks couldn't break me. couldn't cut through this skin. no matter how hard you tried. you still couldn't get in. i can't feel it. i can't taste
Try to stab me, motherfucker. You can't hit what you can't see. All these lights are blinding me. Let's go. Let's do it, you sack of shit. Try to kill
I don't know why, I know where the pieces go. suddenly everything makes so much sense we lay our backs across your fence, feels like i'm almost human.
take heart attacks without cracking a smile and we learned from the guys who always get it right and if you lift us up you'll always let us down. when
I want to hear you try to help me. I want to see you try to save me. I can feel it in my hands every time i dial. Oh dear god help me please because i
tell me can you see these tears in my eyes. are they cameras picking up the dying inside? needles last night did they stitch or did they stab.? as long
All i wanted is just to feel high. Little black dots are floating in front of my eyes. Cracking and spinning. I feel high but I can't breathe, airplane
"Wednesday night has always been my night." she said, and no one had the heart to disagree. There was a knife in the drawer....There was blood on the
I'm going to die if they play that song again. If they play it one more time I swear to god I'll die. Can't stand this situation. Change that fucking
I don't owe you anything. The scars, the skin, the needle pushing in. Pins are pounding, breaking free. I'm already low. Can you send me anything at all
I'll tear your fucking heart out, you bastard Get ready to die. Tell me how does it feel? I've got the knife in my hand and I'm pushing it in. You liar
Try to draw that day. Puts maps on a page. Anything to bring it back, moves it all away. Tell it like an accident. 100 in the shade. Banks are dripping
Your radio can't hear me. You turn me down and tune me out. You signal can't reach me, your station can't feel me. The signal, the station. The last 20
I've got talking sickness. Laredo number nine. I pull the pages over the line. Can you hear me? There's something wrong with me, I can't talk, I can't
I've got the stages, everytime I try to touch you, that's what it's like. I've got the something. I can't even breathe, they built a shelf on my neck
Crazy Charlie did it again, lights out assholes. Sharp shiv. Knuckles knives. Lights out again. Stay alive (one more night). Calm precision, sharp incision
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