My Personal Murderer - Enough Coldness Тексты

Fingers slipped from the edge
I am unable to catch
All the thoughts i had
When saw you in darkness

Fingers slipped from the edge
I am unable to catch
All the scenes i saw
When threw you in coldness

And Here I am
Lost in the crowd
like nothing
Waiting for judgement

Left behind without light
Shuttered lips
They are so white
Close your eyes and die
Today I will join you

And Here I am
Lost in the crowd
like nothing
Waiting for judgement
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