Swallowing Razors Testo

Wasted days of the most precious smiles. hiding the hurt. swallowing razors in hopes to cut the pain from a sullen broken heart. heart pounding. striving to redesign the love. gathered worth. loss of sense by design and un-giving humble home is your box of dead things. numb. I can't feel myself. numb. how can i begin to believe. when dreams fall apart you die and I betrayed the motion. investing everything and with honest intention. with all sincerity. all the real. motionless. profane sanctioned. wading momentless. profane sanctioned. waiting