I'm just an amateur at heart I'm just a harmless lie, I'm just time you need to kill Have you straightened out your troubles my friend Have you straightened out your troubles my friend
Last day
This illness is not inside me I am the one who is within it, the one who's forced to see Dear Achilles, Its time that I let go I've fought twenty eight rounds and i have lost, every one
Nothings Changed Nothings Done I never speak to anyone