Dammit dammit dammit.
In this room so cold, as we lay in bed
we realize that this will end.
Not a mistake, as this feels good
but still I will - walk out that room.
A million reasons fly through my head
as to why in this place I cannot stay
As I say this I know I'll miss
everything that makes you the same as me.
And I still battle my own fears and everything I had dreamt.
Ans as it looks I'll battle everyday ... this is the only way
if I want to stay the same....
The same shit happens to me everytime... causing me to fight with my own principles... SHould I throw them out of the window and go ahead like nothing is wrong?
Shit ... you see ... the only thing I believe in it's getting corrupted....
This always happens...
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