Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song August Winterman, artist - Dead Poetic. Album song The Finest, in the genre Пост-хардкорDate of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Capitol Christian
Song language: English
August Winterman |
| And If I could teach the world to be. |
| I’d teach them all to be something just like me |
| Frustrated, bitter, depressing |
| Perfect … As if my wings were like yours |
| But I’m falling down |
| And if you could hold your tongue long enough. |
| You’d see that all I am is love, but I don’t like me |
| I despise me |
| Perfect … As if my wings were like yours |
| But I’m falling down |
| Perfect … As if my wings were like yours |
| But I’m falling down |
| It’s a disease they’ll never have a cure for |
| You’re the only way to dry my eyes |
| It’s a disease, they’ll never have a cure |
| But I’m the one whose wrong. |
| I’m the one who cries |
| It’s a disease, they’ll never have a cure for |
| It’s a disease, they’ll never have a cure |
| But I’m the one whose wrong. |
| I’m the one who cries |
| I cry … I despise me |