Nhạc sĩ: Chester Bennington, Sean Dowdell, Mace Beyers, Bobby Benish
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
I'm a ***, and I'm feeling sorry for myself
In your arms, I am drowning like the child I was
I need more
Yes
Can you help me feed my sin? Come and kill me
It's calling, calling, calling, calling me
Endless skies falling freely down upon my head
So much for hopeless dreaming, frustration settles in
I need more
Can you help me feed my sin? Come and kill me
It's calling, calling, calling, calling me
Endless skies falling freely down upon my head
So much for hopeless dreaming, frustration settles in
I need more
Can you help me feed my sin? Come and kill me
It's calling, calling, calling, calling me
Endless skies falling freely down upon my head
So much for hopeless dreaming, frustration settles in
It's calling, calling, calling, calling me
