Give up your grace is falling.
I wasted all my time holding hands.
Far from what i needed.
what should i say now?
Feeling numb to uncertainty.
I waited october nights.
Nobody knows about what they saw.
Metal bars on with strong hand grips.
Why didnt you leave me alone.
Now. i cant open my mind.
As good as you may seem to be.
You are a dangerous pleasure.
Still and constantly haunting me.
