Could you leave me for dead?
I cant miss-spell your addiction
Your word without meaning
My soul full of lies
I wont think of you
when the thoughts crossed by Its not the gun in your hand
But the knife in my back
Turn the fronpage backwards
and rewind Everything happens for a reason
The reason that you dont care
I know you will die
and i know you will because.. Its not the gun in your hand
But the knife in my back
Turn the fronpage backwards
and rewind