♫ Аntonija

About me:

SIGNS OF BETRAYAL- IN THIS SKIN


If I could show you emotions I’ve poured into love
I could fill up the seas and the infinite above
But now I stand here hatred and heartache my sin
From the scars I have gained
That I would not ever wish on anyone


And I can’t bleed
All these things done to me
They’re trapped in this skin
And they’re wrapped around my veins
And I can’t bleed
All these things done to me
They never will fade
Like a cold dark winter’s day


If I could take back the innocence I’ve lost in my life
I would bury it deep so that it would never die
But now I stand here blackened and tainted like storm clouds
That tear through the sky
With the tear like rain drops falling all around


And I can’t bleed
All these things done to me
They’re trapped in this skin
And they’re wrapped around my veins
And I can’t bleed
All these things done to me
They never will fade
Like a cold dark winter’s day


If these scars would heal
I would cut this skin
Just to see me bleed


And I can’t bleed
All these things done to me
They’re trapped in this skin
And they’re wrapped around my veins
And I can’t bleed
All these things done to me
They never will fade
Like a cold dark winter’s day


Like a cold dark winter’s day.


Diagnosis


We don’t need to listen
We don’t mind the pain, the pain,
Coursing through our veins
What have we been missing?
We don’t mind the wait, the wait,
Assuming that were saints


How do we lead the pain astray?


Hey got nothing left to loose
It’s over rated
Hey got nothing left to prove
It’s over rated
Everything’s born to be bruised


Are we still engaging?
We don’t need the shame, the shame,
Moulding our refrain
Do we come a blazing
We have much to gain, to gain
By throwing down these chains
Immensely overwhelming
The nostalgia for pain


How do we lead the pain astray?
And how do we keep the pain away


Hey got nothing left to loose
Got nothing left to prove
Got nothing left to loose
Everything’s born to be bruised
Everything’s born to be
Tender and gentle
We honestly turn to waste
Got nothing left to say
Nothing left to say


How do we lead the pain astray?
And how do we keep the pain away