I know that it hurts too much
I know that you're scared
I know you're running out of trust
wishing you were dead
cause in your misery - you're not alone
you can share your tears with me
and witness it all goes wrong
I know it and I feel it just as well as you do honey
it's not our fault if death is in love with us
it's not our fault if the reaper holds our hearts
41+66,6= our loss - were breathing only to fade away
running just to get caught
what love lies blessed, what loves light cursed
just fear for the best and hope for the worst