Tytuł: No poetic device
- Wykonawca: AFI
- Wy¶wietleń: 283
I've been dreaming. I've been dreaming. I was lucid. Blood was seeping. It was seeping from my pores.Who'd believe that it was all my own decision? Cracked faces and medicated smiles. Set fire to my home before I turned and walked back in. For even needle open my chest and insert ten pins. I just anticipate what awaits when I awake... break. I die in my daydreams. The gardens have all been overgrown. I pushed my hand through the thorns to crush the final rose. A deadly secret only I suffer to know. I can't eradicate what awaits when I awake... break. I die in my day dreams.
