Tekst
Crying
I wont see the other side
When we go I wont go back home
I dont want to see them again
When we go
Back home
When we stop
I dont know
When we go
Back home
You always start and stop again
I dont know why you used to make amends
Crying
I wont see the other side
I dont even know why
I hate myself (im not even close to sorry)