Without hope
Prong
Puncture my wounds, won't see the truth. I looked in the mirror, what did I see? One man bitter with apathy. The whole thing
turned out to be a joke. But I'm not laughing. I'm without hope. Its never well thought out, just my instant demise. Haste and
hatred my inner desire. its all so bitter the hurt inside. Haste and hatred my inner desire. Ruptured I've lost it all. My heart
turned out to be a joke. But I'm not laughing. I'm without hope. Its never well thought out, just my instant demise. Haste and
hatred my inner desire. its all so bitter the hurt inside. Haste and hatred my inner desire. Ruptured I've lost it all. My heart
Izvajalec: Prong