Texty

How low have I sunk? Never dig deep enough Down here it's all bone dust Souls at zero Her beauty haunts my days Can't cross that abyss Screamed baby please don't go Words gone adrift A hell within myself Old saints of decay Torn nails scrape away Still I sink deeper Like a gash that never bleeds Rivers run dry Stab the sun before it flees Skin the moon of its lies Seasons below Seasons below
Writer(s): Ken Wohlrob Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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