exit - amoral
was this not my intention.
this is not what i wanted.
but i rattle the cage
when i start feeling daunted.
i can't explain why
this just had to be done.
and i'm so fucking sorry i wasn't the one.
this was not my intention.
i really need you to know this,
to be a shadow beside you,
always there yet deeply missed.
if i could take all your pain
make all of it fall on my shoulders,
in a heartbeat i'd do it,
i'd never make you go through this.
i welcome the turbulence,
i need the unpleasentness.
this comfort zone is choking me.
can't help this restlessness.
forgive me for doing this.
this is not where i, not where i need to be.
as for the hurt,
i guess it's inevitable.
and the black, the black will wash away.
to turn it around is to come out a winner,
make it good again.
i've been going in circles,
so much for live and learn
not even surprised anymore
when i find myself getting burned.
why do i tear it apart
when all of the pieces are finally toogether
we all should know by now
but nothing is forever.
i'm walking with no-one,
i'm not walking at all.
just staying still for a while,
as this guilt trip is taking its toll.
to disappear from the world,
hide here in this nest of mine.
if i give this sometime will everything be fine
i guess it's inevitable.
the black will wash away.
to turn it around is to come out a winner
make it good again, good again
good again
as for the hurt
i guess it's inevitable.
and the black, the black will wash away
to turn it around is to come out a winner
make it good again
good again