Time In Yur Hands Is A Knife Through My Chest That Not Even Angels Can Pull Out Testo
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Testo Time In Yur Hands Is A Knife Through My Chest That Not Even Angels Can Pull Out
Lift this burden off my chest
The one you put there the day your bullet looked so nice
Now living on its own is pain
Youâre pushing my hour hand faster than I can run away from you
Because Iâm unable to leave you
Iâm struggling to break free but inside I know I donât really want to leave this torturous state of mind.
And you just keep wasting my time
Iâm going to die really soon, as a dove on fire
Push me down
I canât grow up You look so beautiful even when your gun is staring me in the chest
I still wonât leave
No matter what it takes or how many times you shove your knife right through my face
Iâll be here waiting for you to put down your weapons.
The other side of you is worth all of this pain youâve put me through.
This hate for you is a disguised love, or maybe hate is love
Youâre dressed in black and Iâm still stained red
How could you mistake love for putting a hole through a heart
Iâm trying to teach you that this is so right
Iâm trying to live before itâs too late
You have so much guilt that I have bled for you
Itâs worth all this time
All the mourning
All of this misery youâve put me through
Iâm just waiting for the time to be right to tell you three words your never going to listen to
My time for you is killing me
When will this end
The one you put there the day your bullet looked so nice
Now living on its own is pain
Youâre pushing my hour hand faster than I can run away from you
Because Iâm unable to leave you
Iâm struggling to break free but inside I know I donât really want to leave this torturous state of mind.
And you just keep wasting my time
Iâm going to die really soon, as a dove on fire
Push me down
I canât grow up You look so beautiful even when your gun is staring me in the chest
I still wonât leave
No matter what it takes or how many times you shove your knife right through my face
Iâll be here waiting for you to put down your weapons.
The other side of you is worth all of this pain youâve put me through.
This hate for you is a disguised love, or maybe hate is love
Youâre dressed in black and Iâm still stained red
How could you mistake love for putting a hole through a heart
Iâm trying to teach you that this is so right
Iâm trying to live before itâs too late
You have so much guilt that I have bled for you
Itâs worth all this time
All the mourning
All of this misery youâve put me through
Iâm just waiting for the time to be right to tell you three words your never going to listen to
My time for you is killing me
When will this end
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