yearsofsilence

it's not easy to hide all this damage inside I'll carry you with me til I'm not alive

and like a moth that tries to enter the bright eye, so I go shuffling out of life just to hide in death awhile

so hard to ignore ya, specially when I'm smoking ,

I can feel their blue hands touching me.

you want it darker we kill the flame

a million candles burning for the love that never came

the meaning's changed but I'm still burning in your flames

you can't go on hiding yourself behind old fashioned fairytales and keep washing your hands in innocence