Witch of The Vale

Death Dream


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The first page was
the colour of blood
it felt good too see it for myself,
I'd heard of lies before,
nothing like this though
the world will forget your sins in time

Pray to this new voice inside your head,
when they ask you what it says,
chew the glass and swallow,
their weapons can't hurt you now

Run out of ways to say,
Run out of reasons to stay
Who will teach me how to lie to myself to stay sane
Run out of Gods to blame
Run out of reasons to pray
Who will teach my how to lie to myself to stay sane

The last days were
the colour of blood,
it felt good to see it to the end,
I've heard that voice before,
nothing like this though
The world will forget your sins in time

This new deathwish now I've come alive,
now I notice when you lie,
chew the glass and swallow
your weapons can't hurt me now

Run out of ways to say,
Run out of reasons to stay
Who will teach me how to lie to myself to stay sane
Run out of Gods to blame
Run out of reasons to pray
Who will teach my how to lie to myself to stay sane

The world will forget your sins in time


Writer/s: Erin Hawthorne, Ryan Hawthorne