Don't try to stop me, I have some precious dreams to kill. Don't try to hurt me, I don't care… I don't care, I feel no thrill
Since life has touched me, sky's never seemed to be the same. Since pity's left me, I don't need…
I don't need to play this game…
Cruel and useless game
'Cause I drown into my sorrow, while your angels creep waiting for their last tomorrow…
Thought I can beseech you no more, just before I sleep give me some pain I could die for…
Craving for the end, oh, yet I've caving for your lips…
No need to pretend, come and taste all the blame that my soul reaps
The art of crying just helps again to seem alive.
The art of dying beckons me
'cause I've gonna cease my life…cold and empty life
'Cause I drown into my sorrow, while your angels creep waiting for their last tomorrow…
Thought I can beseech you no more, just before I sleep give me some pain I could die for…
There's no more lie to forgive, our midnight secrets we've hidden. There's no one here to believe,
I see no gods in your Eden…
'Cause I drown into my sorrow, while your angels creep waiting for their last tomorrow…
Thought I can beseech you no more, just before I sleep give me some pain I could die for…
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