Decaying from the inside out,
Every single thing is invoking doubt,
My heart, the key to my brain is broken,
The words I held no longer to be spoken.
My feelings suffocate the reasoning in my head,
And the fear eradicates all my hopes to ever live again.
My love may be contaminated from the internal bleeding;
But I do still love, my heart is still beating.
Every single thing is invoking doubt,
My heart, the key to my brain is broken,
The words I held no longer to be spoken.
My feelings suffocate the reasoning in my head,
And the fear eradicates all my hopes to ever live again.
My love may be contaminated from the internal bleeding;
But I do still love, my heart is still beating.
