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• Artiste: Nothing Final
• Titre: Let Me Lay
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It's ironic that I'm homesick But I'm not far from home Just a quick trick of the wicked These four walls feel so alone And if I ask you for redemption Would you smile and walk away Leaving me here with my questions And better thoughts of yesterday Or maybe it's my fault Maybe I'm the one to blame For making life so fucking hard For doing damage to my name So let me lay in this bed I've made In this world I hate In my self dug grave And let me lie on this bed of nails In these tragic details In my self built jail Just lay me lay on this hardwood floor In my self fought war So I won't hurt us anymore All these euphoric statements are all just a ruse So that I never have to explain My lies are a disguise I use To block out all the pain And if I asked you for favor Would you throw it in my face Leaving me without a savior Alone to fall from grace Or maybe it's my fault Maybe I'm the one to blame For making life so fucking hard For doing damage to my name So let me lay in this bed I've made In this world I hate In my self dug grave And let me lie on this bed of nails In these tragic details In my self built jail Just lay me lay on this hardwood floor In my self fought war So I won't hurt us anymore So let me lay in this bed I've made In this world I hate In my self dug grave And let me lie on this bed of nails In these tragic details In my self built jail Just lay me lay on this hardwood floor In my self fought war So I won't hurt us anymore So I won't hurt you anymore...