All the stories that you insist to choose
Most of arguments and narratives are not true
But I keep diving (in) this frozen pool
Maybe one day I will be not attached to you
I'll sign the papers, finally ill set myself free
When I look back, I'll just find that you are disease
You cursed me, you stabbed me on my ribs
Listen more than speak, don't set my priorities
How I feel is fine, but I can feel it through my spine
Like when someone that you trust wasn't there at all
Like someone you'd die for doesn't care at all
Everyone is so sick, you just scream your own truth
Like a spoiled child, people must obey you, and your desires
You cut of my dreams, telling me that I can't be,
What myself tells me to, you don't want to see
Pull me down drag me in to a cloudy day,
The widow of the one that has never been
All these years that I died inside, not today
All those chords that we wrote, will be missed
Now is time for me to spend some time away
