I'm bathing in the ashes of my life
I'm buried in a bed of dirt.
Tasting the muddy rivers of denial.
Tasting my memories and it hurt.
Did I live my life to the fullest?
Did I make it all worthwhile?
I should have tasted all on offer
but I was too busy sipping on denial.
And all I want is just to touch my life again.
And all I can't is touch my old life again.
And all I want is just to feel alive again.
All I want is to touch my old life again.
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I now?
Who is the person
On the other side of this call?
What am I?
What am I?
What am I?
What am I now?
Who will be waiting
At the end of this all?
What will I become after this fall?
What of me will be left to recall?
What will I become after this fall?
What of me will be left to recall?
What will I become after this fall?
What of me will be left to recall?
What will I become after this fall?
What of me will be left to recall?
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