mysterious thoughts are yet to be discovered
stolen memories harshly recovered
if you wake me only to speak your goodbyes
let my shut eyes be reason enough not to disturb
there isn't anything else I want to know about you
there isn't anything else I want to know about you
my form of security is within a dream
and things like your unkept promises
seems you keep coming back with new ways to tear apart friendships and whats left of my heart inside of my chest