this healing process won't be easy at all.
and I'm ready to fight for this dying wish.
cast aside. guiding new meaning to life.
so please fix these words called wounds that spill so foolishly from your mouth.
hopelessly from your mouth.
this is the last time I'm going to dive so hopelessly into your eyes.
these chills flowing down my spine tell me to run far from here.
and while its all worth while.
its evident that this oxygen pollutes my lungs.
this is the last time I'm going to dive into your eyes like knives
this is the last time i will feel like this. remembering everything you've said.
this healing process wont be easy