Laconic - "Lost" |
Lost in this room of cluttered disease we're bound skin broken and torn burning in the hands of demons Needless to say I tried to make myself whole again these grounds are dark and grey my soul I cannot find the misery makes my nightmares incomplete it's time to end this now reverse the pain and set us free Chorus Hold me now I'm going down going down I'm here to draw you near hold me now I'm well beyond my grave going down here to draw you near here, drawing you near Are you ready to die? |