That space in our hearts
Is that waste you make mine
That space in our hearts
Is that waste we fill ourselves
Where have we all been?
Lost in our minds, feeble remorse
I've been waiting for you to fall down
The pleasure it gives is second to none
Severed myself, populate mine
Cut myself deep, to stop my decline
What if I never heard your voice again
I'd die to hear you scream once again
That space in our hearts
Is that waste you make mine
That space in our hearts
Is that waste we fill ourselves
Now it�s over one last time
Without us leaving bad karma home
Without us leaving bad karma home
Without us leaving bad karma home