in/The END

I wore black and he wore white Never should have shown my face Sour evil stored inside Within the absence of real colors Generations of warfare Procrastinated on his head Thought that he could have healed with urge Didn't know that it would blind him more In the end we are faithless We're just in search for guidance It was the final breath of June When his mother tipped the glass again Forcing me to shred myself Incomplete relations A voice who wore it's skin so well Showered him with retrospective sun Showing us to empathize once more Born for saving what was left! In the end we are faithless We're just in search for violence Always been our own worst enemies Bound to each other to remember this I remember when I was a child Everything we did had gone south Even if we thought we understood Might we find out 'til the end, love? In the end we are faithless We're just in search for violence Always been our own worst enemies Bound to each other to remember this In the end we are faithless We're just in search for violence Always been our own worst enemies Bound to each other to remember this