Turns Cold To The Touch lyrics
Song information
Artist: Bleeding Through Album: Portrait Of The Goddess
Lyrics
The surface of a broken hand A credent hand with nothing to hold Face turns cold to the touch My face was white, laying on the cold tile floor the floor When I entered your room last night, your face left me as coward Now I'm left with nothing but your stare that's burning me I don't try because I'll fail I'm just in line with the rest of admire The surface of a broken hand, a credent hand with nothing left to hold Face turns cold to the touch My face was white Left alone in desolate dreams Why can't I be beautiful, so you'd want to save me But you're the angel with the perfect wings that I'll fucking break and take you with me Take you with me Those words left as stain I must make you see the ugliness You left your light on You turned my will again Just look what you've created A sick frail man scared to look at his shadow I'm sorry that you're part of this But I can't be left alone tonight I can't be left alone tonight
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