Leave your secrets in the dark,
Nothing matters anymore.
Promises. Breaking.
Drive. Me. Crazy.
No. This is not your place.
No. This is not your playground.
It's my HEART.
We were stupid we got caught.
Nothing Matters any mor-or-or-or-ore.
So what?
I`m the one thing toi forgot.
toi could have been all that I wanted.
But I wasn't honest.
Now get in the ground.
toi choked off the surest of favors,
But if toi really loved me,
toi would have endured my world.
Well, you're just as I presumed,
a whore in sheep's clothing.
Fucking up. All I do.
Yeah, so. Here we stop.
Never again,
Will you, see this in your life.
Hang on to the glory at my right hand,
Here laid to rest is our l’amour ever longed.
The truth on the shores of compassion.
toi seem to take premise to all of my songs.
toi stormed off to act like my mother,
like Jésus plays mayter.
Now drill threw my hands.
The score for the curse toi have maimed me,
with l’amour and emotion.
I`ll die as I sleep.
But toi could just write me out,
A nerveless wonder.
Happy will I become.
See to, that this is no option.
So with sin, I condemn you.
Demons play, Demon Out
Hang on to the glory at my right hand,
Here laid to rest is our l’amour ever longed.
The truth on the shores of compassion.
toi seem to take premise to all of my...
One last Kiss for you,
One plus wish to you.
Please make up your mind girl.
I`d do anything for you.
One last Kiss for you,
One plus wish to you.
Please make up your mind girl.
So I hope I die!
So I hope I die.
Hang on to the glory at my right hand,
Here laid to rest is our l’amour ever longed.
The truth on the shores of compassion.
toi seem to take premise to all of my songs.
So happy will I become
I want toi to know,
that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but,
the best for toi both.
'Cause the l’amour that toi gave,
that we made wasn't able,
To make it enough for you,
to be open wide.
No!
And every time toi speak his name
Does he know how toi told me
you'd hold me
Until toi died?
Till toi died?
But you're still alive!
toi seem very well,
things look peaceful.
I'm not quite as well,
I thought toi should know.
Did toi forget about me?
Mrs. Duplicity,
I hate to bug toi in the middle of dinner.
It was a slap in the face,
how quickly I was replaced,
Are toi thinking of me,
when toi fuck him?
'Cause the joke that toi laid,
on the lit that was made.
And I'm not gonna fade...
As soon as toi close your eyes
and toi know it.
And every time I scratch my nails
down someone else's back.
I hope toi feel it...
Well, can toi feel it?
And I'm here! to remind you
Of the mess toi left when toi went away,
It's not fair to deny me!
Of the traverser, croix I ours that toi gave to me!
toi oughta know.
That I hope toi feel it!
Nothing matters anymore.
Promises. Breaking.
Drive. Me. Crazy.
No. This is not your place.
No. This is not your playground.
It's my HEART.
We were stupid we got caught.
Nothing Matters any mor-or-or-or-ore.
So what?
I`m the one thing toi forgot.
toi could have been all that I wanted.
But I wasn't honest.
Now get in the ground.
toi choked off the surest of favors,
But if toi really loved me,
toi would have endured my world.
Well, you're just as I presumed,
a whore in sheep's clothing.
Fucking up. All I do.
Yeah, so. Here we stop.
Never again,
Will you, see this in your life.
Hang on to the glory at my right hand,
Here laid to rest is our l’amour ever longed.
The truth on the shores of compassion.
toi seem to take premise to all of my songs.
toi stormed off to act like my mother,
like Jésus plays mayter.
Now drill threw my hands.
The score for the curse toi have maimed me,
with l’amour and emotion.
I`ll die as I sleep.
But toi could just write me out,
A nerveless wonder.
Happy will I become.
See to, that this is no option.
So with sin, I condemn you.
Demons play, Demon Out
Hang on to the glory at my right hand,
Here laid to rest is our l’amour ever longed.
The truth on the shores of compassion.
toi seem to take premise to all of my...
One last Kiss for you,
One plus wish to you.
Please make up your mind girl.
I`d do anything for you.
One last Kiss for you,
One plus wish to you.
Please make up your mind girl.
So I hope I die!
So I hope I die.
Hang on to the glory at my right hand,
Here laid to rest is our l’amour ever longed.
The truth on the shores of compassion.
toi seem to take premise to all of my songs.
So happy will I become
I want toi to know,
that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but,
the best for toi both.
'Cause the l’amour that toi gave,
that we made wasn't able,
To make it enough for you,
to be open wide.
No!
And every time toi speak his name
Does he know how toi told me
you'd hold me
Until toi died?
Till toi died?
But you're still alive!
toi seem very well,
things look peaceful.
I'm not quite as well,
I thought toi should know.
Did toi forget about me?
Mrs. Duplicity,
I hate to bug toi in the middle of dinner.
It was a slap in the face,
how quickly I was replaced,
Are toi thinking of me,
when toi fuck him?
'Cause the joke that toi laid,
on the lit that was made.
And I'm not gonna fade...
As soon as toi close your eyes
and toi know it.
And every time I scratch my nails
down someone else's back.
I hope toi feel it...
Well, can toi feel it?
And I'm here! to remind you
Of the mess toi left when toi went away,
It's not fair to deny me!
Of the traverser, croix I ours that toi gave to me!
toi oughta know.
That I hope toi feel it!
I scream at things that aren't there
Jumping at shadows that belong to disembodied souls.
They call me freak
They call me names
Telling me everything.
I'm not the same.
Crawling in a corner where their sharpened claws can't touch my internal instincts.
They call to me, asking for help
Hurting me.
Scratching my limbs and bruising my legs
Waking up in my slumber.
Talking and talking they take a number.
I yell "go away" but it only gets worse.
Pulling my hair, shoving me down the stairs.
Taking my source, my only life force.
I scream at them.
Slowly going insane.
As I await my white padded cell.
Laughing as my eyes roll back.
They whisper and shout.
While I cower and scream.
Scratches and bruises, but who's to blame...
Watching the days stretch on as they play their games.
Jumping at shadows that belong to disembodied souls.
They call me freak
They call me names
Telling me everything.
I'm not the same.
Crawling in a corner where their sharpened claws can't touch my internal instincts.
They call to me, asking for help
Hurting me.
Scratching my limbs and bruising my legs
Waking up in my slumber.
Talking and talking they take a number.
I yell "go away" but it only gets worse.
Pulling my hair, shoving me down the stairs.
Taking my source, my only life force.
I scream at them.
Slowly going insane.
As I await my white padded cell.
Laughing as my eyes roll back.
They whisper and shout.
While I cower and scream.
Scratches and bruises, but who's to blame...
Watching the days stretch on as they play their games.