You could've been the real one. You could've been the one enough for me. You could've been the free one, the broken down and sick one. Had enough of vacant life.
Premeditation will kill the trust. They'll never know if you fear me. With every second collecting dust. I feel so bloated and weary. 'Cause she belongs to heaven.
Who's to know if your soul will fade at all. The one you sold to fool the world. You lost your self-esteem along the way. Yeah. . Good god your comin' up with reasons.
Who's to know if your soul will fade at all. The one you sold to fool the world. You lost your self-esteem along the way. Yeah. . Good god your comin' up with reasons.