I feel the disheartening, but I still go on in a destructive vow.
For you, it takes so long just to take back things you didn't mean...
and I will do the same...and it seems too late now. It seems to be so
Innocent, just like a dream.
To get out of this tired scene and fuck up yet another day...
and fade away all that I say.
Will me and you go on again, knowing this pain that it's been?
My invitation to keep killing me.
For all of what we have destroying this.
Indirect: a trait I'll never miss...
I feel it surrounding me while you take the fall.
To get out of this tired scene, and fuck up yet another day...
and fade away all that I say.
Will me and you go on again, knowing this pain that it's been?
My invitation to keep killing me.
We don't survive so well...here, in our living hell.
We don't survive so well...here, in our living hell.
Our life, our agony. Please stop forgiving me.
When all is lost, lost is all I am.
