The Boy From Judecca Lyrics

You're porcelain promises wear with age. It's getting hard to breathe when you hold my head under. The stage is set for a tragedy. My eyes are closed...I won't stand... I won't stand in the way my eyes are closed... My eyes are closed. [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-boy-from-judecca-lyrics-a-long-winter.html ] The cold steel feels good in my back... Broken hearts, broken promises.