Bittersweets Burn Out My Eyes
(These are not the official lyrics)
You burn out my eyes
And follow me home
Take of your disguise
To lighten the load
Or just screw in my head
I'm tired of this game
It's wearing me out
I'm tired of this life
I'm tired of the strain
And the things that it makes me
Am I the ugliest kind of soul?
I wanna run from this place and hide
Like this all makes sense
I can't fly away
Or take off my clothes
I'm not what you are
My heart's not that old
But I wish I could fake it
Am I the uglest kind of soul?
Is this the laziest kind of love?
I want to run from this place and hide
Like this all makes sense
Am I the ugliest kind of soul?
Is this the laziest kind of love
I want to see through your spinned web
I want to run from this place and hide
Like this all makes sense
