Στοίχοι:
Phoenix Mourning When Excuses Become Antiques

from his head this gun. rewriting this book from page one. as tears fall unseen. he finishes chapter one of this . . . story written in dreams. its so serene when

still bleeding through. a momentary chance for reasoning . . . and in the morning she'll be leaving. this is one fight i can not win. she is delicate when

without a reason. spit out ashes your fasting on happiness. this subtle remorse, i claimed treason of course. the mirrors truth is my reflection. this subtle excuse

emotions that followed we watched. and as the spirit is hollowed were taught. a single word was left alone. a single kiss destroyed us all. distance yourself before less becomes

The beating is of my heart alive again. faint sound so frightening, yet so compelling. eyes collided, two hearts decided. this isnt the end it has only

You are everything everyone wanted you to be. now its time for closure. so i hand you your own eyes back so you can see. that a whore is priceless in