Fix
This habit has become my friend
the steadfast ritual that ends at the end
It never gives, but will not stop taking
I have become fragile and easy to break
CHORUS:
Break me down so I can heal
Turn my eyes to look inside
Kill this flame, before it burns me alive
When did I stray too far?
All these cuts have left me scarred
Abusing these pleasures numbs for a short time
The burden grows heavy, I know it is mine
Cross many borders to chase this dream
but the fantasy is not what it seems
These fleeting moments, how good they feel
You will be mine, and I will be fine
COHRUS
BRIDGE:
I can’t forget your words, they live in my head
I can’t work it out, because nothing makes sense
CHORUS
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