Try to numb the pain with alcohol and pills but it won't repair your trust, you can't stand on two fucking feet with a substance as a crutch ~
0kommentarerOur legs begin to break
We've walked this path for far too long
My lungs, they start to ache
But still we carry on
I'm choking on my words
Like I got a noose around my neck
I can't believe it's come to this
And dear, I fear
That this ship is sinking tonight
