Tekster: Broken Distance. Other. Running With Scissors.

Those nightmares keep on haunting me
As I wake up with cold sweats
So many nights spent wondering how hard it is to forget

I try and I try and I try
But it's so fucking hard
To chase away all those regrets

So many lessons learned
And mistakes left to be made
As hopes and dreams
They start to fade

I try and I try and I try
But it's so fucking hard
To chase away all those regrets

There are no more words that I can speak
I'm trying to make some sense of all this thoughts
But nothing's ever quite what it seems
I'm holding on to a dream that's fading fast
The broken memories and regrets left in the past
There's nothing more that I can do
Nothing