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(?)