Detestation

It's ok, that's fine

That sound like helpful

But whispering beside the dead bodies

That's sound like terrible

Don't just define to something

Look towards the face

This place you gone

No more awful feeling

Don't just define to something

Look towards the face detestation, and now you know

It's ok, you never know

It's ok, we never know

We running out to realize the pretend

Massive of confusion is compact

Don't just define to something

Look towards the face

This place you gone

No more awful feeling

Don't just define to something

Look towards the face detestation, and now you know

Now you know