I lack the anger needed to frame my character
There is only disappointment
And it lies atop my bed
Cold and sad
Sometimes lingering in the air
Hiding behind a bed of white lilied lies
Constantly waiting and bidding it's time
I lack the anger needed to frame my character
There is only disappointment
And it lies atop my bed
Cold and sad
Sometimes lingering in the air
Hiding behind a bed of white lilied lies
Constantly waiting and bidding it's time