Disgrace

Empty verses,
empty words
say more than
all I could say before.

I've been blinded
by that fog.
Trust in me,
just let me go.

And my back has been broken
by this non-existent pain.
And my mind's been distorted
by the echo of disgrace.

Old knives and
empty guns
make me feel more than joy.

I'm tired
of this world.
Stay with me,
it will be fun.

And my back has been broken
by this non-existent pain.
And my mind is becoming
an image of disgrace.

You don't have to worry
I'll be fine here in my world.
You can stay here,
or you can run,
but let me say you that
it won't be fun.

And my back has been broken
by this non-existent pain.
And my mind is becoming
an image of disgrace.



Credits
Writer(s): Diego Lomas
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