Dried out tears
Sick of feelings,
Sick of kneelings,
I'm still bleeding.
Not succeeding
To stop the suffer,
To avoid the stutter...
Come and help me.
Don't leave me,
My sweet pain...
Keep on holding
My hand or I'll die.
Don't look away,
Don't stop my breath.
Sick of kneelings,
I'm still bleeding.
Not succeeding
To stop the suffer,
To avoid the stutter...
Come and help me.
Don't leave me,
My sweet pain...
Keep on holding
My hand or I'll die.
Don't look away,
Don't stop my breath.