The Chase

Communication break down again, again Your emerald eyes say it all for you Thoughts from your mind speak loud and clear, and clear Your options manifest as a single, rolling tear Don't cry, don't cry. I'm going back on my word Driving the nails in deeper And I'm on my last breath A little bit worried I'm feeling quite anxious I'm sweating blood over... Sun is running from the moon again All the stars go on laughing Reconcile while lying Harsh words from a true fallen angel Don't cry, don't cry. I'm going back on my word Driving the nails in deeper And I'm on my last breath A little bit worried I'm feeling quite anxious Invading the truth kept stealing my own life and self-worth(?)