Текст песни Dead Poetic - Hostages
Dead Poetic - Hostages слова песни
Ten frozen memories lost into your pool of interrupted thought.I could have reminisced for hours.But right now you are all I get to remember.I`m waiting for something to get through to you.I`m waiting to see a truer side of you, and we`re...Let`s make this quick. I`ll bother you, you`ll tear it away.Cut broken enemies off, into your pit of non-valuable losses.Could have stayed and dreamt for days, But the sight must be far worse than the taste.And I`m waiting for something to get through to you.And I`m waiting to burn compassion into you. and we`re..We don`t even know if we`re to blame for all of this,We don`t even know if we`re in the clear, the clear.We don`t even know if we should bank on any of thisAnd we don`t even know if we`ll go,So let`s make this quick. I`ll bother you, you`ll tear it away.This isn`t happening, leave me with myself.