
I'll glady trade my anger for your sorrow, though i know anger to be useful i no longer have a use large enough.
drip drip, hearts that break they do bleed
hold my hand as i try to bleed myself normal
your hands tell your tale, your eyes tell me what you feel, but your lips tell only lies.
I'm a young hopeless aussie boy, please feel free to change my life because i have tried and failed