Goodbye my lonely life.
You're shaking restless in thoughts.
Goodbye my lonely life.
You're making dreams come true.
They're true.
It's all we have.
We'll say goodbye.
All that I wanted from you was something I could feel lessening me.
Stumbling over myself I can't be on my own.
On my own.
I can't depend on following hopes and dreams when I can't feel at all.
I'm following no one, fighting for my beliefs.
When I can't feel it.