Sometimes all the moments, that we savoured for the last,
get crushed between the good & bad,
from pressures we have had,
but you know I can′t conceive the day, when feeling run too high,
to
work out all the stale terrain, emotions try to hide, when I try,
lately I can′t seem to colour
what we′ve lost, it all seems like bad means,
when lovers turn from lust, then I try - try to smoke
alone
These shattered ties with no comprise, fall through this fragile hell,
the drinks stay sipped
′cos we′ve lost our grip, too exhausted to rebel, then i try
lately I can′t seem to colour what
we′ve lost, it all seems like bad means,
when lovers turn from lust, then I try - try to smoke
alone