Letras
(From the start, from the start)
Will you carry what's cursed?
Will you unearth the tomb?
Does every rose deserve to bloom?
No vow can last
No fate is fair
No one escapes the cross they bear
You'll never feel clean again
And you'll hate every second of it
And you'll hate every second of it
(From the start, from the start)
And you'll hate every second of it
Love was a blade
Dressed in perfume
You knew it then
Deep in the gloom
I saw you live, too late, too soon
You'll die inside, but not before I do
And you'll hate every second of it
(From the start, from the start)
And you'll hate every second of it
(From the start, from the start)
And you'll hate every second of it
And you'll hate every second of it
And you'll hate every second of it
(From the start, from the start)
(From the start, from the start)