Trying hard to perfect...
My mistakes...
Some kind of redemption, no protection...
Those dead days... I can't breath
Like I ruined... oh no... no!
Makes me sick
Definite hypocrite

Remember me, don't try to forget me
You made me afraid
You flourished while I decayed
Everyone said I was dead
Wandering like ghosts through my head
Your punishment found in flames...

I'm sorry, my love; pay no attention to them
They are what remain from a past that is dead
Can we be together?
It doesn't matter wh...