Donny Brook - Grey Sketch Of Red Lyrics

Shames guilty scars have carved my face
I wish I could scream but my breath is asleep
The troublemaker drove my being off a cliff
And I don't remember if I looked before my leap

Glass revolver shooting liquid ammunition
Oh, I lost sight of that which determines

Poion tongue led by a focused whiskey eye
My heart is sick, is sick and my skin is uncomfortable(repeat chorus