In your quest for adulthood, you've given up on what you had. another tragic example of what you can expect. when you're a tragedy, another tragedy...
what it's like to be forgotten.this is how it feels to be alone. so, smile and don't let your mascara eyes run. this is how it feels to be forgotten.
Oh, these wrists will heal, alright and that copper taste has found its place upon your lips tonight. oh, these wrists will heal, alright i've soaked
I feel the frost, the winter's coming the ground is frozen at my feet. i feel the frost, the leaves are dying and with this day, the winter's coming
