I curse the day I met you
When I put my turst in your arms
I bunt it before the words
I own the the past and your is gone
upon to you in light
I am the planny with all these crowd
my hate for you grows more
you will bite my hands
I am the only how posses my .broking down
I love the king with all his crowd
before my eyes
I break it throu let it shout look back
Pressure .before our lies
.i should see you blind
I am the one posses my own
The bless is o break you down
into the lights
I am the with all these crowd
.each and every side
I am the brake pawn.
I am the brake pawn.
I am the brake pawn.