Time In Yur Hands Is A Knife Through My Chest That Not Even Angels Can Pull Out – A Masterpiece Of Failure – letras

Lift this burden off my chestThe one you put there the day your bullet looked so niceNow living on its own is painYou’re pushing my hour hand faster than I can run away from youBecause I’m unable to leave youI’m struggling to break free but inside I know I don’t really want to leave this torturous state of mind.And you just keep wasting my timeI’m going to die really soon, as a dove on firePush me downI can’t grow upYou look so beautiful even when your gun is staring me in the chestI still won’t leaveNo matter what it takes or how many times you shove your knife right through my faceI’ll be here waiting for you to put down your weapons.The other side of you is worth all of this pain you�ve put me through.This hate for you is a disguised love, or maybe hate is loveYou’re dressed in black and I’m still stained redHow could you mistake love for putting a hole through a heartI’m trying to teach you that this is so rightI’m trying to live before it’s too lateYou have so much guilt that I have bled for youIt’s worth all this timeAll the mourningAll of this misery you’ve put me throughI’m just waiting for the time to be right to tell you three words your never going to listen toMy time for you is killing meWhen will this end