Keeping away from the sun that I have once loved.

Losing myself to the flames, I'm sick of playing games.

I am the lone wolf left alone in tragic manner and left alone I'm ending withered.

Why do I always have to suffer from bad luck my empathy torn apart by cocaine hearts.

(it's haunting me)

Don't know what's wrong with me, attached to sick, sick souls that drain my love

to the world, consuming me and all I've got.

(I am the lone wolf, I am the lone wolf)

It started with my first love that got ripped by the ocean.

Never her intention, I'm still on my knees.

My past defines me, this is who I am.

Unseen, unwanted, that is what I am.

If even I am anything, someone someday hurts you so bad, it stops hurting at all.

Why do I always have to suffer from bad luck my empathy torn apart by cocaine hearts.

(its haunting me).

My past is not my fault, it doesn't have to be, one day my summer will come.

Don't know what's wrong with me. Attached to sick, sick souls that drain my love to the world

consuming me and all I've got.

My past is not my fault, it doesn't have to be, one day my summer will come, one day my

summer will come.