We are so desperate, to make this on our own.
We step on each other, to get towards our goals,
but don't forget that heaven is the place called hell,
if you're walking all alone, and noone awaits you there...
They admire their own perfection,
they admire their own belifes,
but can they look further,
and see what we see?
I want to have faith in the things that I love,
for the sake of it, I carried this pain along...
I doesn't matter when I almost gave it up,
if it's you, if It's me, or a spirit above.
In the back of my head...
Tonight is not tomorrow,
and let this be our ease.
(In the back of my head.)
If the sun turns to black,
the moon will light our ways.
(In the back of my head.)
Tonight is not tomorrow,
and hope for a soon relief.
(In the back of my head.)
Past and future to erase...
I carried this feeling so far, and now it's glued to my hands...
I carried this feeling so far, and I no longer beg for amends.
This heartsick won't tears us apart,
we'll be awake, we'll guide you through.
This heartsick won't tears us apart,
we'll be awake, we'll guide you through.
Tonight is not tomorrow,
and let this be our ease.
If the sun turns to black,
the moon will light our ways.
Tonight is not tomorrow,
and hope for a soon relief.
Past and future to erase...
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