The type of the colors
Brings me down to a neon
Like if you had to trust in another one
But I have to die by
Your suicide eyes
And burn alone, I’ll still be young tonight
But I’m still feeling pain, I’m still playing games, I feel the end coming tonight
I’m still feeling sad again, I’m still in this cold place, I feel, the end coming to me tonight
My love is full of hate
And you had to wait
To make my tears become a river
I’m foray to god's head
And I won't forgive them
And crowds of blood
Taking me away now
But I’m still feeling pain, I’m still playing games, I feel the end coming tonight
I’m still feeling sad again, I’m still in this cold place, I feel, the end coming to me tonight
