Paroles: Watashi-Wa. Her Dress.

There's a kind of way who loves it when I fall
Loves it when I bleed, loves to take control
Must she look that way? Take me to the ground
I become the ground, we become the ground

Her dress becomes my thoughts
Her thoughts become a plot
Her touch becomes my fate
Can mercy find a way?
Can mercy find a way?

Find me an empty me
Well, I like you that way
But I cannot stay

Find me a broken me
Well, I like her that way
But I will not stay

There's a certain pain that separates the call
Loves to see me bleed, loves to take control
Must she look that way? Take me to the ground
I become the ground, we become the ground

Her dress becomes my thoughts
Her thoughts become a plot
Her touch becomes my fate
Can mercy find a way?
Can mercy find a way?

Find me an empty me
Well, I like you that way
But I cannot stay

Find me a broken me
Well, I like her that way
But I will not stay

Free, free

There's a kind of way who loves it when I fall
Loves it when I bleed, loves to take control