It hurts, that there is nothing of mine that could make anyone proud.
It was stupid of me to not realize your power.
It was stupid of me to give you the things that make me cower.
It hurts, that there is nothing of mine that could make anyone proud.
It was stupid of me to not realize your power.
It was stupid of me to give you the things that make me cower.
He chips away at my youth and my ambition
I lay in his arms, drifting with no protection or armor
I await for my inevitable destruction
He chips away at my youth and my ambition
I lay in his arms, drifting with no protection or armor
I await for my inevitable destruction