Honestly,honesty feels like such hard concept to understand. I'll admit that I'm lost out here and a bit confused. Like a homesick abortion, I just wanted a chance.
For three long years I kept crawling back For three long years you mistook my kindness for weakness
Homesick for the past, I am homesick for the days gone by
So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth
I Love the taste of my own blood We are all vampires now. This is how we were bred. Pitiful, what we have become.
For three long years I kept crawling back For three long years you mistook my kindness for weakness
Homesick for the past, I am homesick for the days gone by
So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth So many chances, so many lies Keep talking yourself out of the truth