Every one is a way of hurting myself. They leave no scars on the outside. No one sees it from that point of view. That way I am free to slowly self destruct in the worst way possible.
But i still would like to bleed. God, I wanna bleed.
You and me
Have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes
Are all worn down, the time for sleep is now
But it’s nothing to cry about ‘cause we’ll hold each other soon
In the blackest of rooms
This is one of my favourite songs and this verse is the one that always gets me. I often cry when I hear it.