Dirt and Flowers ft. Gudsforlatt

A single cry breaks so much silence in all these fragile times

The monster wears a familiar face during the unthinkable crimes

A small hand is shaking and soon will be aching can you hear the screaming tone?

Someone take control and delay the fucking time no please I don't wanna go home

All the fun he had that you had to fucking ban, it's sad that you didn't resist

No emotional control so you break a small soul using your strongest meanest clenched fist

A tale of hiding wet eyes, with a foggy disguise, just to cover up disgusting lies

Worn out look explained with a fall, but through the lies is a prize a big dent on the bedroom wall

Tears running fast like a waterfall but why the hell does it look like blood?

The Crying and the screaming always ended with you and a big loud fucking thud