I'll end up dead. Soon we'll be just memories. A nother faded dream killed by a jaded scene. I am wasted, calling in every favour. Help me from all this
has been cut through. How can we walk away? Leave things behind today? This fire, ignited. Its over. I'm trying so hard. I am so tired. This vindication is a
I'm on my own i've been set free now here I go And when we get through this you'll respect me and won't look back at all. Thats when I wake up from this
I wish I could silence this voice in my head. My misery loves me, my discontent. Breaking and burning, grasping at lies. All these twisted tales that
Its time to make it right. Take-it-back. Let's chase every shooting star tonight. They shine so bright. I bet they could burn out the sky and leave a
