Atreyu "Lip Gloss And Black" |
If I gave you pretty enough words Could you paint a picture of us that works An emphasis on function rather than design Aren't you tired cause I will carry you, on a broken back And blown out knees, I have been where you are for a while Aren't you tired of being weak? Such rage that you could scream All the stars right out of the sky And destroy the prettiest starry night Every evening that I die I am exhumed Just a little less human, and alot more bitter and cold (x4) After all these images of pain Have cut right through you I will kiss every scar And weep you are not alone Then I'll show you that place In my chest where my heart Still tries to beat, It still tries to beat. Aren't you tired of being weak? Such rage that you could scream All stars right out of the sky And destroy the prettiest starry night Every evening that I die Live Love Burn Die (x4) Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |