11 acessos
Is this what you mean by love
When you run away?
Is this what you mean by love
When you say my name?
Is this what you mean by real
When you let it die?
And what's left of us
Withers away
Don't gather your thoughts
Because we're all the same
Atonal wreckage
This once-perfect harmony dies
You say it's happening again
Can you feel it now, stealing our days
Piercing my thoughts with words of truth
With the same voice that I once knew as you