Everyday, when I wake up, I play a different part
Just another day of hiding what's in my heart
I pull the covers over my head to get back to my dream
Where everything was perfect, where I was free to be me
But, no, sleep had already gone
And there was no going back
Lonely hours are the best hours of life,
Because its the only time we share our deepest secrets
with the most trusted person in the world.
Ourselves!
A kind of loss that I had never experienced before,
as if I had lost something important but couldn't go and try to look for it.
TIME FLIES.
I tries my best not to think about it anymore,
about my feelings,
but I would think of it when my walks among a crowd
I'm so tired of being here,
Suppressed by all my childhood fears.
And if you have to leave,
And if you have to leave,
I wish that you would just leave.
‘Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone.
These wounds won't seem to heal,
This pain is just too real,
There's just too much that time cannot erase...
These wounds won't seem to heal,
This pain is just too real,
There's just too much that time cannot erase...
I didn’t come to this place to fight.
I will not live as an empty shell.
I will not live without...
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