Little rift
Performed by Johnny Stranger
Written by Peter Anthony
If you make me
Make me the villain
It might help to bend them to your whims
And absolve you
Anything to decorate your sins
I can’t feel that pain anymore
lying scattered on the floor
you might catch it someday
coming back around
I can’t heal your soft little rift
If you collapse
like a dying star
You would reach the state of which you dream
I can’t feel that pain anymore
lying scattered on the floor
you might catch it someday
coming back around
I can’t heal your soft little rift
Oh
fake cuts on the wrist
Oh
Your soft little rift
you might catch it someday
coming back around
I can’t heal your soft little rift
you might catch it someday
coming back around
I can’t heal your soft little rift