Lost Sons Testo

Testo Lost Sons

There's blood on your hands I've seen it before cover it up if you can You punish yourself with a sharp razor blade to get your mind on something else 'Cause you'd rather feel pain than be left with your thoughts But it won't bring you any further and will only make it worse You've got to open your eyes and look outside your window To see the sacrifice you take You've got to open your eyes and look outside your window Then you might learn to see things a different way Come talk to a friend let me help if I can for I can't leave you in this state Your home is a mess fights abuse and all the rest have filled your heart with so much hate Now you're flirting with death you think then the hurting will stop But your life is so damn precious and has only just begun You've got to open your eyes and look outside your window To see the sacrifice you take You've got to open your eyes and look outside your window Then you might learn to see things a different way (hey, hey, hey) Open your eyes You've got to open your eyes Open your eyes You've got to open your eyes and look outside your window To see the sacrifice you take You've got to open your eyes and look outside your window Then you might learn to see things a different way You've got to open your eyes and look outside your window To see the sacrifice you take You've got to open your eyes and look outside your window Then you might learn to see things a different way Then you might learn to see things a different way