End By Forever
Warm boiling head to stone-cold wall
Harder than you pushing me away
Softer than you drawing me in
Begged her to stop
As my wrist get broiled as usual
Your arms getting filled with iron
I will call you at the noon
Meanwhile, you're bleeding
Poor title for the start
Here I get all the answers
Poor title for the start
Here I get all applause
Siting on the bridge
That about to tear apart
Scattering leaves
Yet you're still hanging
Slowly moved your hands away
Beg to differ as the words get close to
Cluster eyes as it's over, pulling as it's coal
Is there still a thing wanna say?
As the words again fall through blood
Stay close, please I can't take this alone
It's okay to curve right
Meanwhile, end is not seeing, yet
Seen all consist toward end, though
Standing on the porch, thinking nothing
Misleading the word, it's okay to say
Poor title for the start
Here I get all the answers
Poor title for the start
Here I get all applause
Siting on the bridge
That about to tear apart
Scattering leaves
Yet you're still hanging
Siting on the bridge
That about to tear apart
Scattering leaves
Yet you're still hanging
Warm boiling head to stone-cold wall
Harder than you pushing me away
Softer than you drawing me in
After a storm
As my wrist get broiled as usual
Your arms getting filled with iron
I will call you at the noon
Meanwhile, you're bleeding
Harder than you pushing me away
Softer than you drawing me in
Begged her to stop
As my wrist get broiled as usual
Your arms getting filled with iron
I will call you at the noon
Meanwhile, you're bleeding
Poor title for the start
Here I get all the answers
Poor title for the start
Here I get all applause
Siting on the bridge
That about to tear apart
Scattering leaves
Yet you're still hanging
Slowly moved your hands away
Beg to differ as the words get close to
Cluster eyes as it's over, pulling as it's coal
Is there still a thing wanna say?
As the words again fall through blood
Stay close, please I can't take this alone
It's okay to curve right
Meanwhile, end is not seeing, yet
Seen all consist toward end, though
Standing on the porch, thinking nothing
Misleading the word, it's okay to say
Poor title for the start
Here I get all the answers
Poor title for the start
Here I get all applause
Siting on the bridge
That about to tear apart
Scattering leaves
Yet you're still hanging
Siting on the bridge
That about to tear apart
Scattering leaves
Yet you're still hanging
Warm boiling head to stone-cold wall
Harder than you pushing me away
Softer than you drawing me in
After a storm
As my wrist get broiled as usual
Your arms getting filled with iron
I will call you at the noon
Meanwhile, you're bleeding
Credits
Writer(s): Gyungwon Shin
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