1998

A lackluster goodbye Who will take care of me when you die In '98 he was born into the dark With one special someone trying to fix it all And I crawled, crawled through the mud As I ached and I sobbed and I found my way fucking to the Light, collided by the push to do But held the strength to just say that I'm fine Monochrome, till the glass hits your lips Welcoming unknown, bet you won't remember this The taste of a drunken palm Is what helped me to establish right from wrong There's no taking our fucking light You won't drag us along You text, I sigh You call, I cry At least you can say that you tried I tried, nothing left Monochrome, till the glass hits your lips Welcome the unknown, bet you won't remember this, right Right Do you call yourself a father, raining hell on my mother Puke in the sink, choke on your drink and get the fuck away from me How could you call yourself a husband then betray your beloved Puke in the sink, fall out of your seat, get the fuck away What a peculiar sight Monochrome, till the glass hits your lips Welcome the unknown, bet you won't remember this In 1998 he was born into the dark With one very special someone able to fix it all A standstill A lackluster goodbye Who will take care of me when you die