Tori Forsyth
Kid
The damage is everything
Bright lights dull your struggling
Say the word the noose is hung
Damage done, it′s everything
The box with words is yelling out
Buy its soul, kiss its mouth
I'm a wreck inside too long
The box with words is hanging on
We′re all meant to cry, confess when we lie
Spend what we earn, kill 'em and die
Cheapen the stakes with our own lives
I gamble myself, soon I'll be fine
Troubled child, little bird
I′ll tell you how the lesson′s learned
Pay your way, listen hard
You're on your own you′re moving fast
We're all meant to cry, confess when we lie
Spend what we earn, kill ′em and die
Cheapen the stakes with our own lives
I gamble myself, soon I'll be fine
We′re all meant to cry, confess when we lie
Spend what we earn, kill 'em and die
Cheapen the stakes with our own lives
I gamble myself, soon I'll be fine
I′m in denial
I′m in denial
I'm in denial
I′m in denial
I'm in denial
I′m in denial
I'm in denial
I′m in denial
I'm in denial
I'm in denial
I′m in denial
I′m in denial
I'm in denial
I′m in denial
From Paroles Mania