Tekst
Put your ear on my pulse so you could hear it
So you could sense my hollowing spirit
I'm back to point A after trials and errors
But since the get-go, I appointed you a savior
I always felt my soul you'd reign
Knocked off the list, later never came
When you're low on shame
Left with only yourself to blame
Erase your permanent stain
Till later never came
Stranded on a boat
In an endless cycled moat
With a limited supply of hope
Craving more warmth than my coat
I always felt my soul you'd reign
Knocked off the list, later never came