Thought Not Taken - "Pretty When You Cry" |
Take what you will, fallen from grace, the death of us more morbid then you think, so lets those fires burn, till all this is gone, the memories of your once un touched thoughts. So let those fires burn till none of us remain and will sleep in this place the once shattered flames and no way out. Escape and no way out for you and me. The blood is running its from your eyes but youre pretty when you cry. So let the fire shine in me and then I sure till burn the frame. tearing my heart away from you tearing my lost dream tearing down all pieces tearing my heart its tearing from my heart tearing my fucking heart so close your eyes and then youll see the mirror held the reflection and your lies it held the key (they take whats fallen from grace) The dream of us was more than a memory. They take my dreams my love they take all I have. |