These lines on my body
Are running out of places to hide.
I can't make up more stories,
Im running out of lies.
But stop this, I cant.
I may be addicted, but,
I still have another choice.
Time to open old cuts.
These lines on my body
Are running out of places to hide.
I can't make up more stories,
Im running out of lies.
But stop this, I cant.
I may be addicted, but,
I still have another choice.
Time to open old cuts.