I see the mess that's forthcoming
All here throughout, all the damage is here
This progress has now become nothing
The eye of this storm now is near
Come close dear,
We can't move on
I won't fix,
This damage,
Burrowing itself into my brain
And I can't break,
I won't take,
These things you've said, will all be said in vain
The rain of my forecast is coming,
Out of your final sadistic words
And as it grows,
I seem to note,
Our past, present, future is cursed
Come close dear,
We can't move on
I won't fix,
This damage,
Burrowing itself into my brain
And I can't break,
I won't take,
These things you've said, will all be said in vain
It all will be in vain
These things you've said to me,
They say you'll never leave
I only wish to flee [2x]
I won't fix,
This damage,
Burrowing itself into my brain
And I can't break,
I won't take,
These things you've said, will all be said in vain
It all will be in vain