These days I'm at the pictures
I wish these kind of things could last forever
You would have left a pen and played it safe
Over open wounds and pains
You didn't leave for too long
I was turning page
Hoping for better days
Wishing for better fixtures
I couldn't believe it either
Times change
Lower the tones or get past Easter
I'm at the end of Teva
Trying to find the lies between the truth
You're screaming I can't believe it's you
I don't mind it
I don't mind it
I'll curse you
But I get it now
To this only

You look


To the best

All of you
All of you
So from now on





Or a story

Or dress
You don't change
If you take a look

Just so I can see
My tomorrow
But a morning


Wants me to see
Why days left

Have one day left of me
Thank you.