i'm leaving this behind
i'm searching at a place where no answers can be found .
a place with only darkness and no breathing sound .
the night destroise my sunshine ,and brings my darkness back.
and than i wait in silent ,until i finally crack.
Get used to all the noises i hear inside my head,why are they saying it's better to be dead.
wondering how that place would be ,with only silent inside of me .
I dream about that place ,with my angel i stand face to face.
than i'll know this is the end ,
so goodnight my friend .
a place with only darkness and no breathing sound .
the night destroise my sunshine ,and brings my darkness back.
and than i wait in silent ,until i finally crack.
Get used to all the noises i hear inside my head,why are they saying it's better to be dead.
wondering how that place would be ,with only silent inside of me .
I dream about that place ,with my angel i stand face to face.
than i'll know this is the end ,
so goodnight my friend .
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