lyrics
If i called you tomorrow would it be a waste of your time?
I hang my head low so I can't see your face and no one sees mine
I've got a secret that I've been keeping
I'm pathetic on my floor
You stare through a picture frame
and give me the feeling of nausea inside my gut
Smiles become fake
Cracks, they've become breaks
I would give it all if I could still be your mistake to make
My mind is worse than my eye
I was left to bleed out when I just wanted to die
Bottled up, it's still inside of me
but you won't know what you don't care to see
credits
from
Shatter,
released May 27, 2014
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