Στοίχοι: Falling Out. Anatomy Of A Gun. This Suicide.

As I lay there in my bed I dream up dreams of my death
Should I use a gun, slit my wrists, or hang myself,
Drink the poison in this cup or put it all away
Cause you love me, love me, making this go away.

So hold me tight, and hold me close, never let go cause I'll do
Everything you said not to, everything you said not to
Hoping for the best is always hoping for the worst,
When the trusted can't be trusted. It's failure for us all.

Put your hands together, wrap them tight around my neck
Choke the life away from me, but it's me you can't forget
So place my pictures on your fall and kiss them every night.
'Cause once dead and gone a piece of you will be dead too.

So hold me tight, and hold me close, never let go cause I'll do
Everything you said not to, everything you said not to
Hoping for the best is always hoping for the worst,
When the trusted can't be trusted. It's failure for us all.

Failure for us all.
So hold me tight, and hold me close, never let go cause I'll do
Everything you said not to, everything you said not to
Hoping for the best is always hoping for the worst,
When the trusted can't be trusted. It's failure for us all.
Hoping for the best is always hoping for the worst,
When the trusted can't be trusted. It's failure for us all