Still Life Greet The Bringer Of Pain
It's forever Fall. I fight this feeling It never seems to stop the bleeding. These walls are killing everything. The sinking feeling. I'm not dreaming. Night falls too heavy no sleep. By the time the sun will rise I will lose my mind. I do it all the time. The devil is in me this bottle is empty. The damage done will not be undone today. Flying halfcocked out of windows losing friends and sleep and blood. For you I'd change it if I could. By the time the sun will rise I will lose my mind. I do it all the time. I swear to you, my friend This is not the end. I warn you again—This is not the end. So the night is as hard as the day is long. Just keep on keepi
