Texty:
Beautiful Mistake The Light A Match For I Deserve To Burn

Missing you, my brother. Spaced out miles between us. I remember when we sat on the shore. We talked about my great white north. I'll see you soon and

this whiteout blinds me. But I, I will walk by faith. These dark clouds remain from ages past. A fire burns within. My only warmth. I can see my breath

for me. Because I am just not ready. I beg to see your face. But all I see and all I hear is nothing. Nothing. Where did you go? Far away? 'Cause I can

last. But were we there? Were we here? My life is not my own. It was bought for me. Oceans crash the sands. Another time. Take a backwards glance But

down. As I say a prayer for them. These bastard souls have wronged me (robbed me) once again Send your angels down. As I say a prayer for them. These

burn Light a match, for I deserve to burn Light a match, for I deserve to burn Light a match, for I deserve to burn burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn