Countdown to Failure
Countdown to Failure
I know I lied to you,
Your bed was to be my fill
And your lips my meal
I longed to hold you in my sweatshirt arms
As desires burn through me
The night I made for home
Was when I was...
I know I lied to you,
Your bed was to be my fill
And your lips my meal
I longed to hold you in my sweatshirt arms
As desires burn through me
The night I made for home
Was when I was...