narrator
10-28-2002, 08:44 AM
Never over now
Underneath I hear a step that makes a beat
It’s a understanding how
Live the same talk and blame but never actually makes ends meet
Laughing at you
Sorry to start
It wasn’t the same
Not really a start
A bloody mess in your hands
It’s not your fault
That’s something they’ll never understand
Take it out…
Take responsibility
For everything
Act like this was never a choice and then walk away
Decide for me
For everything
Why is my choice not a voice that has any kind of sway
A mess
That you clean up
The blood is in your hands
On your fucking clothes
Pretend to be
Intend to see
You tell me that’s its fine but then you walk off alone
You cry all night
Can’t get it right
Then tell me that I should have called but I was dragged like a stone
A mess
Leave it for the tired
The blood isn’t yours
It’s not your fault
You never used your own hands
Fuck it
Kill it
Stop it
Stop it
Stop
Underneath I hear a step that makes a beat
It’s a understanding how
Live the same talk and blame but never actually makes ends meet
Laughing at you
Sorry to start
It wasn’t the same
Not really a start
A bloody mess in your hands
It’s not your fault
That’s something they’ll never understand
Take it out…
Take responsibility
For everything
Act like this was never a choice and then walk away
Decide for me
For everything
Why is my choice not a voice that has any kind of sway
A mess
That you clean up
The blood is in your hands
On your fucking clothes
Pretend to be
Intend to see
You tell me that’s its fine but then you walk off alone
You cry all night
Can’t get it right
Then tell me that I should have called but I was dragged like a stone
A mess
Leave it for the tired
The blood isn’t yours
It’s not your fault
You never used your own hands
Fuck it
Kill it
Stop it
Stop it
Stop