Break, break yourself to me.
Its all becouse of you
Time to bleed my dear.
But you cant take it.
Now we must make the choose
To the game of hate
You like to touch my wounds.
pushing, pushing it all the time.
word's marketing, something what
you love, becomes the pain.
You dont know what means the shame
Something i would control but i cant.
Now we must make the choose.
Better start the prayer...
Break, yourself
Break.