You would stop devotion
Another promise broken
You would stay another night
With that mother fucker
And the night soothes my weakness
Up to my knees covered in red
And I blame you for my weakness
And every knife plunged in my back
But the wind would guide my burnt wings towards you
You would stop devotion
Crying tears of oceans
Confused state of love and lust
I can't be freed from closure
And the night soothes my weakness
Up to my knees covered in red
And I blame you for my weakness
And every knife plunged in my back
But the wind would guide my burnt wings towards you