She took refuge in a cardboard box but it will never shape a home
Just a hole in her chest
My mother wants to let it go, but she's like me
She fears of being left alone
And then two children bloomed in her crib
She suddenly regains the innocence she lacked to fill her cracks
She lives again through the heart of another
She tries to fit but she cannot find a place
But she's like me
Oh, she's like me
Mom, are you as scared as I am
Or is it just another phase
Will you decide to let it go
But your abnegation will never release the agony
Through the obsolescence of your will
We've lost the link
I am so sorry for being silent
I am afraid to let it blow
Because it could be my last
Before the crash
Too bad I love you
Too bad I love you
Too bad I love you
