Texty: Bleed The Dream. Black Skys.

if u could just close your eyes i'd help you pull the trigger
i have to see if u and i were made for something bigger
so take a breath and squeeze away lets find out what your made of
if i should fall into your arms then by your hand will death be done

when darkness comes a smile grows on my face no one is here and nothing is wrong
the machines that have built my walls have disinegrated
slowly disinegrated

if u could just close your eyes i'd help you pull the trigger
i have to see if u and i were made for something bigger
so take a breath and squeeze away lets find out what your made of
if i should fall into your arms then by your hand will death be done

im leaving tonight
im craving those black skies

when morning comes the sun shines on my face

i can feel something is wrong
the machines that pumps my blood disinegrated
slowly disinegrated

if u could just close your eyes i'd help you pull the trigger
i have to see if u and i were made for something bigger
so take a breath and squeeze away lets find out what your made of
if i should fall into your arms then by your hand will death be done

im leaving tonight
im craving those black skies X2