Sceptical fusion, glimmer of hope.
My soul's sucked by that slim feeling
But I continue to resist, 'cause it's strange to let it go.
There is some destruction I can cause,
A form of happyness, can such a thing exist ?
It'll be too far to be prayed
Too intense to be captured.
Like a bloody beast which grows more and more
And keep the fire in my pretty veins,
To reach Felicity again.
I promise to be better
I'll keep sure I'll do that for you.
'Cause if I don't, it'll doesn't matter.
Will you pray for me ? Will you cry for me ?
It doesn't matter.