Unpure letra

Inpure
I want you to love me
I need to entrust you
In your hands, do you see me
My young heart, believing

With hands of unpure
You’re a world of pain
Every moment breeds eternity
A sickening cure
Glorified within
Anything to quell your jealousy

A candle for your lies
Unveiling your dark eyes
One + eighteen, they are my wounds
My young heart, with a blade through

With hands of unpure
You’re a world of pain
Every moment breathes eternity
A sickening cure Glorified in sin
Anything to quell your jealousy

We The North - Letras

• Unpure