Everyone has equel chances for vanishing forever
I'm too far to hear your words,
Too far to make it back to you
Emptiness leads me from today to yesterday
Maybe I've already died
Your lack of shape and your absence
are throbbing in me
I can't stop myself from myself
Cutting myself in two halves
Giving birth to the new mistake
I'm too far to hear your words,
Too far to make it back to you
Emptiness leads me from today to yesterday
Maybe I've already died
Your lack of shape and your absence
are throbbing in me
I can't stop myself from myself
Cutting myself in two halves
Giving birth to the new mistake