Post #2888506

There must be something in the water I taste it in the air, it's bittersweet I don't recognise the monster in the mirror It has eyes like mine, different skin Can you hear me? Pull me out Out of this skin I'm in Am I buried in a dream, am I? Am I still mine to hold? In the end of the world or am I dead? I don't know how the hell to break this chain (How the hell to break this chain) Do these bones still know my name? This shell is growing cold In the еnd of the world And I will burn it all