When I Think of
Fates worse than death
All I can think of
Is Something you said
You Said we were golden
Bright like the sun
And Now I am stranded
Knowing I'm not the one
An Ocean of Anger
Flowing through me
Bloodstained and Broken
From what I fail to see
And Just Like a snake charmer
You led me astray
living in distress
Hopin' help is on the way
In the midst of the storm
Searching for shelter
I came upon one single feather
A Half hearted wosh for something better
Gracefully cursed
I thirst
Attached to the soil
I'm guiding the wool
Cause I am in my blood
Yet so vulnerable
But after I'm gone once i finally leave
You will be left alone
To the wolves and the thieves.
In the midst of a storm searching for shelter
I came upon one single feather
A half-hearted wish for something better
Gracefully cursed
I thirst
Gracefully cursed
I thirst
Gracefully cursed
I thirst
I thirst

INVIA LE CORREZIONI