Besedila:
Dead To Me Cuban Ballerina

cancer I'm so far from all my problems now So I packed what's left of me and I'm leaving These city walls are closing in on me Take me back before it

You can hold your breath until You're blue and just lie there dead Until you're buried in your lies Because the truth that you've been running from now

-ending Hold on tight but don't hold me down Stay all night if you wanna Do your worst, your worst to me No one will ever hear you So let me get this

He's thinking of the hungry rats Inside his stomach and he knows that Nothing ever changes anyway He can see himself there He knows that look, it's

would you turn our like me? I guess we'll never know Why can't you understand our lives are in your hands? Spinning out of control so you put me in a

sound but you heard every word I'm more sorry than you know for everything I put you through Three weeks passed, then you came back You picked me up and drove me