Paroles: Camisado. We're Waiting. Paper Worse Than Bullets.

This is the note
The written consent
For me to be here tonight

The note you had me read
Made my eyes bleed
Made far seem further

I'll never forget the sound it made
My heart that day, when it was murdered

Can you throw something directly at my head
So I can forget you? Completely forget you

The way you wanted me to be is exactly (my disease)
I've become a monster

You are domineering and I'm fearing
You know that, way to well

The words whispered in your ear will be digested
You'll notice they won't mix well with your heart

I woke up today with a hole in my chest
The paper ammunition was shot last night

Tonight, tonight we breathe
Tonight, tonight we scream