You twist the blade, then hand it to me
Screaming - look what you made me be
Look what you made me be
What you made me be
I choke on your shame, forced down my throat
You wear the crown of a victim’s ghost
You talk in traps and loaded grace
A martyr's smile on a coward’s face
Look at what you've done
Look what you've done to me
I’m not your coffin, I’m not your grave
I’m done pretending, look what you’ve done to me
I’m not your coffin, I’m not your grave
I’m done pretending, look what you’ve done to me
Put the chains on me, then call it release
You smear your guilt across my name
I carry the weight, but you lit the flame
This ends when I stop holding the blame
You twist the blade, then hand it to me
Screaming - look what you made me be
Look what you made me be
No more apologies, they rot in your mouth
Spit ‘em out like a venom, then beg me to drown
F*ck
Put the chains on me, then call it release
You smear your guilt across my name
I carry the weight, but you lit the flame
This ends when I stop holding the blame
Man yra buvę blogiau, dabar jau daug tų iškritinėja, nes 12 savaičių. Bet dabar daug naujų gerų iškritusių, tai teks juos kelti, bet teks labai selektyviai tai daryti.
Top40 kažkokia tragedija šią savaitę. Gal ir gerai, kad tik viena nauja siūloma daina, nes aš jau matau, kad man balų neužtenka traukti visoms mano mėgstamoms iškritusioms dainoms.