Lyrics: Weinman Sergey
Music: Weinman Sergey
I want to be free, be able to see
To feel your skin your soul whenever I want it
But we are in this world unable to love
To feel your love your hate my scars your blade and
I remember how I held your hand
Back then I felt alive
But now I want to die
Why I feel these feelings
Why I canβt avoid it
Should I keep in secret
My love your hate my scars your blade and
I remember how I held your hand back then I felt alive
but now I want to die
Primal fear and sorrow will bring you tomorrow
All I hope is dying in your hands with me
I want to be free be able to see
To feel your love my hate my scars your blade and
I remember how I held your hand
Back then I felt alive
But now I know that
I like pain and sorrow
Thereβs no need for me
To feel alive
So now I want to die