Could It Be Testo

I am not a figure for your dirty fingersTime has past, feelings linger
My own self still in fear
I can't forget the way
I can't forget my face
I can't regret all that i've done
And i won't let you not let me
Crash, glass thrown and broken
Why? could this be forever
Why? have i become paralyzed?
Could this be forever?
Time has past feelings linger
My own self still in fear
The breaking
And fighting
You sicken me
Could it be love?
Burning me
Rotting me
Killing me
Could it be love?
The breaking
And fighting
You sicken me
Could it be love?
Burning me
Rotting me
Killing me
Could it be?
I can't forget the way
I can't forget my face
I can't regret all that i've done
And i won't let you not let me
Time has past feelings linger
My own self still in fear
the breaking and fighting
you sicken me
could it be love?
buring me
rotting me
kiling me
could it be love?
breaking and fighting
you sicken me
could it be love?
buring me
rotting me
killing me
could it be?