I hate reflection of my self in a rough dirty fact
Everything bad is good for something, to our broken hearts
I´ll never stop thinking about the good times when we both cried
better not to think about love, things to say, persuade
Why can we just stop breathing for the last time
I never got chance to understand
when we both stop seeing our future
everything will fall to pieces
Sentence begun with some bad words
And ended like a time bomb
and I can´t breath
Why can we just stop breathing for the last time
I never got chance to understand
when we both stop seeing our future
everything will fall to pieces
Why can we just stop breathing for the last time
I never got chance to understand
when we both stop seeing our future
everything will fall to pieces
