Eight and a half years of confusion turns into a lifetime of torment.
Of replacing the unreplaceable. Of questioning the unquestionable.
My life without you will exhausted by the burden of this question and this question alone. (x2)
And I lay tortured by regret . Naked without your security. I reach out and grab hold of nothing but the delusion that maybe, one day, youll give me the awnsers that i search for. Naked without your touch, Smile, voice, and love.
Of replacing the unreplaceable. Of questioning the unquestionable.
My life without you will exhausted by the burden of this question and this question alone. (x2)
And I lay tortured by regret . Naked without your security. I reach out and grab hold of nothing but the delusion that maybe, one day, youll give me the awnsers that i search for. Naked without your touch, Smile, voice, and love.