Tekster: Nine Days. Madding Crowd. Bitter.

In my heart sent
My confession, my condolence
You're indefinite, you're incompetent, inconsiderate
You're so childish

I will push you out of what is real, out of my head
You can stick and drown at your residence of disappointments
Are of yours to come, so embrace them
Oh, my shallow one today

If I could change anything, then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain

I don't ask for your forgiveness
I don't care much for your actress
That's just you though shallow and selfish
So I go now, oh, my hollow one today

If I could change anything, then I would change everything
These bitter days shall remain

You carry your blues behind your eyes
Don't flatter yourself I will survive
So carry your blues, your own denial
Your feathers are gone you'll never fly

If I could change
(If I could change)
Anything
(Anything)
Then I would wipe the years away

If I could change
(If I could change)
Anything
(Anything)
Then I would brush the time away

If I could change
(If I could change)
Anything
(Anything)

Then I would change
(I would change)
Everything
(Everything)
These bitter days shall remain

Since you're gone, I'm much better than you

You carry your blues behind your eyes
Don't flatter yourself I will survive
So carry your blues, your own denial
Your feathers are gone you'll never fly, she'll never fly