Texty piesní Buried In Verona

Buried In Verona

I am hate

See this through my eyes

I don't know where to start

I don't know what to think

You know If I could I'd go back I'd f**king change some things

With the hard times worn and read to death

I guess it all depends how and when it ends

I'm caving I'm caving in

Hard times eaten away

At each heartache

Takes a piece of my soul

And it's more than I can take

Times taking its toll

From my mistakes

There's nothing left of me

And now I am

Hopeless

I'm feeling a hold and it's taking its toll

So sad to see but in this story I fold

Such a golden boy now tainted and tortured

But what you sold affected our misfortune for the price we paid

Selling our souls

Surprised if you left any skin on the bone

Take it from me

It can't get worse

All I f**king know is the pain and the hurt

Fractured now and barely breathing lessons learned I'm empty beaten

Compressed with in from all this weight

Finding it hard, no hope no faith

Fractured now and barely breathing lessons learned I'm empty, beaten

Sees the day that you were saved

The deeds are done now I'm hate.