This world is what we make it This image I created Attaching words to a thought The color you've been shaded To be loved and to be hated Is just a part of the plot (I don't believe in the end)
Trapped by what we're told Left to question why If to love is to let go Why can't we say goodbye?
So now your eyes are jaded And your ambition's faded You never realized the cost Your life was overrated Just to be integrated Into a system of loss (I won't believe in the end)
Trapped by what we're told Left to question why If to love is to let go Why can't we say goodbye?
I'm dreaming the end of the world and no one seems to mind (What's left to live for?) I'm painting catastrophe, This masterpiece of mine (What's left to die for?)
The road I left behind, Was right beside me Please don't let her cry, If it makes her happy
We're basic at the core Wanting something more
I'm dreaming the end of the world and no one seems to mind (What's left to live for?) I'm painting catastrophe, This masterpiece of mine (What's left to die for?)
The road I left behind, Was right beside me Please don't let her die, If it makes her happy