Lletres: Vega Under Fire. Other. Catapult.

The only chance I have of leaving this state and all I know
Is my Revolver mouth and arsenal of bones
Left in the closet, along with the notes of lust and list of foes
Oh, my divided mind and restless soul
The only chance is gone

I know it hurts
I know you're scared
I noticed all the signs
Though you will be always mine
It's a matter of time

If this won't change
How am I suppose too fulfill this rage
Honestly, I want this more
I need this more
Its left in the closet along with the notes of lust and list of foes
Oh my divided mind and restless soul
The only chance is gone

My foul, open mouth, Takes a bow and leaves me black and blue

I know the truth behind your stare
I know our hearts beyond repair