Lletres: Dot Allison. We are science. Wishing Stone.

You tore my skin
But I didn?t bleed
Tried to steal my thoughts
From in my sleep
Its through, not blue
Its through, not blue
You tore me down
But I?m standing tall,
From over here
You look completely small
Its through not blue
Its through not blue
But now you?re bleeding faster,
Bleeding faster.....