From the album
Slave To The Game
It seems the lower that I go, The better I begin to feel. I don’t want this life, if nothing I feel is real. Don’t act so concerned. I tried my fucking best. But letting go was never an option. I’ve got this hole stuck in my chest. Let go. That’s what you said. You said it was never goodbye. Liar. I don’t expect you to understand. What I lost you, I’m never getting back. And you don’t care.