Every moment spins in circles round this pinnacle But theres a hole in my mind try to fill the empty spots by always blaming man But theres a hole fueled by lies
every night i try to figure out why it hurts so much and everything sums up to be a fight everything is lost as innonence that were so much part of everything that fueled the flame
we we part of the show and it never seem to close and the fine line between between sucide and heading first
but we can do it louder we can go louder you can hear it from my gogogo and its not gonna leave you alone