It's not that I'm lost I know exactly where I am I'm in the middle of a mess that I don't understand why does it feel like the world's stealing every single thing that I have? I only got the air in my chest and even that won't last
what do I do here? what? ll I do if I lose you? what do I do here? what? ll I do?
I feel helpless
I go home and I'm naked as the day I was born it? s like a ghost town, empty save the windows and doors why does it feel like the world's stealing every single thing that I have? if even home don't feel like home then I know it's the end
so what do I do here? what'll I do if I lose you? what do I do here? what? ll I do?
I feel helpless
everything I know is finally gone the things I had, the ones I love again again
all the words that I had once believed I'm not sure we'll ever meet again again
waiting on your bloodlines waiting on your bloodlines again how could you make me wait?
draw a picture with your bloodlines a picture with your bloodlines a thousand words then escape