Kevorkian Death Cycle - Escape Part I текст песни

It's a choice
A choice that's made by violent killers
And lovers the same
The flowers blossom, the petals fall
But we are all just
Reaching for dreams of escape

She balanced the weight of a broken heart
To stop the words in her mouth from coming out
The deep screams held in her chest
Now grind a hole through her soul

Oh, the year's not over yet
We manage to cling to each other's curse
To cling to each other

I've found I know what I want
To taste your tears and envy the poor
And I hate the mazes of friends
The feeling's mutual I know