Yes you've lost inside my eyes.
Like a hundred burning candles in the night.
Where every star is shining bright for you.
And the morning sun waits only for you.
There we are again the next in line.
Ho
Sick and tired of hearing you fucking cry.
Piled up the shit pretty high.
Living in this struggle be our proof.
I find that I keep on hitting you.
Still I try to look at it all in a different
light.
T
