Memories of you Haunt me every day A never healing wound And nothing left to say I die a litte every day, I die a little enyway For the memories, for hell inside of me
No true emotions No true regrets No true devotion can live off bitterness My hollow inside My hollow heart My restless soul is longing to depart
Come surround me with your grace Wash away my deep disgrace Take me into your sweet embrace Where I can live in sin I die a little anyway, I die a little every day For the memories, for hell inside of me No true emotions in my hollow heart