By the time that i'll wake up, turn around to find your back staring at me. As empty as theese last days
Know you'd never hurt me, I'd hurt myself instead. As the one threat I am I'd be better of ending this here, just end it.
A part of me died long ago. The smile that tore me apart, stil most beautiful.
But this will turn out the same way it've always done. Know it won't take me further than this.
After eighteen years stucked in this body, yet an other plagiarism of myself.
You don't have to let go of it but i can't stand, can't stand you being hollow in me.
A hundred faces telling the same thing. Different persons, stil the same anyway.
I am almost as fed up with noticing this as I am tiered of being with myself.
As the only though left is to find something new, I'd better start with looking inside of me.
You don't have to let go of it but i can't stand, can't stand you being hollow in me.