David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
David Fonseca
I write down all my secrets
But i don't feel self-assured
I swallow them has soon as someone
Enters my bedroom door
There's something I need to say
But I'll wait for you
I'll get rid of the evidence
Of all the blood stains in my clothes
All of my self-injuries
I will let none of them show
There's so many things I need to say
And no one to say them but you
Because you
Take me
Make me
Believe
Ther's a crowd of vultures
That are tightening up the siege
They feed on the random lovers
That fall short on their believes
I won't fall short on my ways
I will cross all these storms through
For you
Because you
Take me
Make me
Believe
There's so many things i need to say
And i?ll keep them until i get them through
To you
Because you
Take me
Make me
Believe...