Vārdi: Silverstein. When Broken Is Easily Fixed. The Weak And The Wounded.

The end begins
I can't escape as it pulls me further into anesthesia
Tear down my sense of conviction
Corrupt my soul
The end begins
In my eyes
In my heart
I have laid upon a deadman's bed, only to fall into a trap of lies and seduction that rivals the greatest sense of love
Play it back until the voice becomes just a sound
Penetrate my mind with all these images of you
I have given up an angel's kiss
Only to break apart your path of trust and burn myself down
Struggle to the end; I scare myself
I'd give it all to have it back
I could have had it all in front of you all by myself
Love in my eyes, lust in my heart
I made it all up
Lies, deceit empowers me, so it ends