August 2008
Small, simple, safe price Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals And I am not afraid to die I'm not afraid to bleed, and
'Cause baby im not alright when you go, im not fine please be all mine I never want you to go, because i am all yours so please be all mine
Move let the stars suck you in Hold tight, the night's air and breathe again Let go and be burnt by the moon Your hands full of feeling your true love, Believe