Wounds aren't meant for me.
I wish there could be something more than just a cut.
Scars wide open, perfectly written across the heart
And it fell like I was dying again & again. This is where everything ends
The burden is engraved upon my hands. Sing a song to me and I swear I'll perish in an instant.
I have been wishing for something that I couldn't even repay with my own life. Burning bridges and now I can't go back to the start.
Is this the destiny fate has written for me at birth?
I have seen it all along in me.
My heart is no longer perfect.
While the incense burns its last draw, here I am destroyed by outrage. Purposes and promises.
Devoid of such devotion.
I gain nothing by believing these words. Heart carressed in stone.
My feelings as hard as concrete.
Leave me to my own decay, for I can no longer feel a beat
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