Could It Be

I am not a figure for your dirty fingers

Time has past, feelings linger

My own self still in fear



I can't forget the way

I can't forget my face

I can't regret all that i've done

And i won't let you not let me



Crash, glass thrown and broken

Why? could this be forever

Why? have i become paralyzed?

Could this be forever?



Time has past feelings linger

My own self still in fear



The breaking

And fighting

You sicken me

Could it be love?



Burning me

Rotting me

Killing me

Could it be love?



The breaking

And fighting

You sicken me

Could it be love?



Burning me

Rotting me

Killing me

Could it be?



I can't forget the way

I can't forget my face

I can't regret all that i've done

And i won't let you not let me



Time has past feelings linger

My own self still in fear



the breaking and fighting

you sicken me

could it be love?



buring me

rotting me

kiling me

could it be love?



breaking and fighting

you sicken me

could it be love?



buring me

rotting me

killing me

could it be?