Lyrics
Gentle, middle
Quiet, narrow
Careful, measure
Tortured, stable
It doesn't have to end this way
But this is where we stand
Hunter, watching
Waiting, silence
Listen, hello
Blessing, treading
It doesn't have to end this way
But this is where we stand
I'll come here, come in place
Feel my breath slipping away
Kills me with same old mistake
I will listen what you say
I'll come here, come in place
Feel my breath slipping away
Kills me with same old mistake
I will listen what you say
I'll come here, come in place
Feel my breath slipping away
Kills me with same old mistake
I will listen what you say
I'll come here, come in place
Feel my breath slipping away
Kills me with my mistake
I will listen what you say
