My heart is nothing but a nest,
Breeding ground for the hopeless dreams
In deed i've made those sacrifices, i secretly despised
In the world that never gives it to me,
For i don't ever trust
In the words of guilt you trilled to me,
The trace of faith i lost
My life, that seemed to be so fine,
Collapsed right before my eyes
The thing i believed was left behind, burned secretly inside
In the world that never gives it to me,
For i don't ever trust
In the words of guilt you trilled to me,
The trace of faith i lost
The truth i falsified or altered, and denied that…
…i've been wandering in the dark
Have i been mended by time?
The last drop of tears, it can't last for years for…
…i've been wandering in the dark
And i've been mended by time
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