Past

every day it's getting tougher to take that torturing pain

the sweet memories of the past lead me to the end

knocked down by a game from the first day you watched me dyin'

that's not me in the mirror, in the dark

that's my end

i know that's the end

i miss my past and fear my end

and i'll do so till the end

i miss my past and taste the pain

and i'll do so at the end

day from day i decay faster you can't know how it feels

sitting up in bed at night i'm too tired for a sleep

this fear rips my heart apart but i don't know why i'm cryin'

there's nothing left to do and i think i can't go on

i know i can't go on