Besedila: Eleanors Fault. Other. You Think It's Easy.

It was only yesterday
i walked amongst the stars
all the times ive felt this way
are locked up in my heart
take a step away from me
as i cut my wrist
drawing my blood with the key
that resides in my fist

it takes more time
than you would think
and it hurts like nothing
my heart hangs over open flames
and it burns

everything's so far away
im laid out on the snow
taking up an angel's hand
its time for me to go
crimson crystals surround me
my arms are spread out wide
the key is gone, the lock is on
the memories inside