You tell me that there is no way out
Before walking out the door
And I stand there; frozen
Slowly breaking down to the core.
You tell me everything’s said and done
And go quite for a lifetime
I sit there listening to the silence
Speaking thousand of words of crime
You tell me there is nothing left to look at
And you close your eyes
And I gaze around in the water
Slowly watching it turn into ice
I believe in everything that leaves your lips
Blinded by the darkness of the night
Because there is nothing else left to do
There is nothing left to fight.
The battlefield of our hearts empty now
Craving for just a little bit of mercy
The blood splattered around; stinking
Because we have no one clean the wounds.
Mar 2, 2020
Mar 2, 2020 at 5:57 AM UTC
You tell me that there is no way out
Before walking out the door
And I stand there; frozen
Slowly breaking down to the core.
You tell me everything’s said and done
And go quite for a lifetime
I sit there listening to the silence
Speaking thousand of words of crime
You tell me there is nothing left to look at
And you close your eyes
And I gaze around in the water
Slowly watching it turn into ice
I believe in everything that leaves your lips
Blinded by the darkness of the night
Because there is nothing else left to do
There is nothing left to fight.
The battlefield of our hearts empty now
Craving for just a little bit of mercy
The blood splattered around; stinking
Because we have no one clean the wounds.
