Blank words supersede your thoughts
Blinding by the seams standing silent
I watched the spawn of a broken day
You're next in line to watch it fall
Blank words supersede your thoughts
Blinding by the seams standing silent
I watched the spawn of a broken day
And we stand upon the grave
And we stand in dying days
And I forgive you for for showing that you don't even care
And I forgive you for never thinking that you were wrong More from Scars Of Tomorrow