Из альбома: Tearstained
No, you don't want me,
I will break you again
Life don't mean anything
No you don't call me,
I will hate you again
Life don't mean everything
Easy, easy as closing eyes wide shut
Easy, easy as grieving the goodbyes
Oh led in my heart is,
killing Sunday, Killing Sunday, killing me
Oh, why to spend these,
why to spend my precious moments for this life
I couldn't hold you so why should I hold now
I will break down and fall
You broke me in thousand pieces and threw me all around
My heart is all that is buried inside of profound pain