Lletres: Lullacry. Pitch Black Emotions.

For better of worse
It doesn't matter why
'cos I broke my wings before I learned to fly
Like a sinner to a flame
I was drawn to you
And it felt like I was running out of time with you

All of my life's like in slow motion
No need to hide my pitch black emotions


And I don't care
For what you say
'Cos the only reply I have is fuck you anyway