Now we have found the short simple ones... tearing me down, pulling you up

I´ve never expected such a thing would happen... nothing satisfies, nothing will...

Can´t say i´m sorry... that´s where I draw the line Taste and smell water from the well

Although I´m not exempt of blame... my thoughts keep running on the past constantly

I wish that something would come along... to show me the right kind of flavour

Can´t say i´m sorry... that´s where I draw the line Taste and smell water from the well

I´m so sorry... the dream that takes my all Taste and smell water from the well

I´ve never expected such a thing would happen... nothing satisfies, nothing will...

Welcome to fake your denial!

Welcome to face the aftermath!