Give Up to Failure - Slow Collapse

You boil my blood
But you belong to church of mine
You drench my mind
And in the end
It all leads to slow collapse

Swallow pride
I will crawling back to you
We, together falling down
Inside we died out

Talk to me
Don't go

(Dry your eyes
We'll make out everything
Or we collapse
So talk to me
Lack of rooms for anger
Inside of me
Don't go
Talk to me)

Written by:
Mark Magick

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