In silence is all that helps Only to feel your existence (stop) Deny the truth that my life has changed Hoping that this is all just a dream Living inside of just what cannot be No way to read your obituary Bearing the place that reminds me of lain
This isn't what you really are Blind folded through the hurt
Memories, my mind still replays The presence of you is haunting for chase Reflecting your image upon my face Whispers, desires to know your at peace Blank in the eyes, your vacant to me
This isn't what u really are Blind folded through the hurt