The timing is wrong, but sharp on the mark, breaking occurred long ago.
This day is battered, cold and shattered, in the midst of feelings I feel nothing.
Don't feel a thing, and I suppose it's not bad, your poor attempts to hurt me are poor as I say, and leave the sky falling grey. The timing wrong, but sharp on the mark, breaking occurred long ago.
This day is battered, cold and shattered, in the midst of feelings I feel nothing.
Don't feel a thing, and I suppose it's not bad.
Your poor attempts to hurt me are poor as I say, and leave the sky falling grey.
Time, time holds the truth, time..Time holds the truth, why'd you go?