Tell me this fight Was just a cause That we will die With there flaws I know it’s meaningless But that is what we all face
As long as that’s true I can get over you
Tell me you used me to climb Above us poor souls (standing) in line For me a lot of pain Is what I need to pull me through
Wanna feel this hatred It’s what I need to drag me through this I survive through nothing less It tears me up as you calmly use it Love abuse is just a test Then sad old love songs Stick the knife in deeper everyday Twisting as you play
Tell me your reasons Weren’t pure So I can kill This wretched lust for you Some damage done Is what I need to go alone
As long as that’s true I can get over you
Compositores: Deborah Ann Dyer (Skin) (PRS), Leonard Anthony Arran (Leonard Arran) (PRS)Editor: Butterfly Music Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #16851456 em 08/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM