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