Hostages

Hostages (人质) - Dead Poetic

Ten frozen memories lost into your pool of interrupted thought

I could

Have reminisced for hours

But right now you are all I get to remember

I'm waiting for something to get through to you

I'm waiting to see a truer side of you and

We're

Let's make this quick

I'll bother you you'll tear it

Away

Tear it away

Let's make this quick

I'll bother you you'll tear it

Away

Tear it away

Cut broken enemies off

Into your pit of non valuable

Losses

Could

Have stayed and dreamt for days

But the sight must be far worse than the taste

And I'm waiting for something to get through to you

And I'm waiting

To burn compassion into you and we're

We don't even know

If we're to blame

For all

Of this

We don't even know

If we're in the clear

The

Clear

We don't even know

If we should bank

On any

Of this

And we don't even know

If we'll go

If we'll go

If we'll go

So let's make this quick

I'll bother you you'll tear

It away

Tear it away

Let's make this quick

I'll bother you you'll tear it

Away

Tear it away

This isn't happening leave me with myself

Leave with myself

This isn't happening leave me with myself

Leave with myself