terça-feira, maio 02, 2006

Killing the child

Killing the child

The aching hope
The aching hope of love
My heart is tied to your soul

Why do I care?
Why do I care?
Why do I care?

Breaking bones now
Breaking all bones
My brain against the walls
Leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me, leave me

Why do I care?
Why do I care?
Why do I care?

It's in the words
The dead spirit flows
Through the words
Details will kill you tomorrow
Details make all the difference

Cut me with sorrow
Cut me, kill me, murder me
In your hands I'm empty
Empty as lost souls

Why do I care?
Why do I care?
Why do I care?

I'm not living
I'm not leaving
I'm just killing the child
Killing the child in me