You're Mine
Give in,
Give in,
My sweet, sick child.
Your hands are cold.
Your eyes are wild.
You bitter soul,
You wasted youth.
Listen as
I speak this truth:
You've gone too far,
You're in too deep.
No turning back,
You're mine to keep.
Give in,
My sweet, sick child.
Your hands are cold.
Your eyes are wild.
You bitter soul,
You wasted youth.
Listen as
I speak this truth:
You've gone too far,
You're in too deep.
No turning back,
You're mine to keep.