Glass Casket Chew Your Fingers Lyrics
Pick the solitude that creates this cage. Does the gray ever tire?
Does it ever feel pain? I want to see color again.
What is this development? Does it make things right again?
Can't you see I'll pay?
Make my fulfillment drop. Try to take this from me.
I slipped? Remember your gender.
Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS