História FurBite

We're rolling, "Suicide" Wake up (wake up) Grab a brush and put a little makeup Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup (hide the scars to fade away the shakeup) Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?

Here you go, create another fable (you wanted to) Grab a brush and put a little makeup (you wanted to) Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup (you wanted to) Why'd you leave the keys upon the table? (You wanted to)

I don't think you trust In my self-righteous suicide I cry when angels deserve to die In my self-righteous suicide I cry when angels deserve to die Father (father) Father (father) Father (father) Father (father) Father, into your hands, I commend my spirit Father, into your hands Why have you forsaken me? In your eyes, forsaken me In your thoughts, forsaken me In your heart, forsaken me, oh Trust in my self-righteous suicide I cry when angels deserve to die In my self-righteous suicide I cry when angels deserve to die