Remember that time when we
promised each other to stay alive?
Just one more day.
One more week.
And one day we’d be free,
we’d walk out the door-
out of our prison.
Feel the rain running down ours arms-
filling all the scars-
and for one second we’d feel alive again-
before we realize we never are
promised each other to stay alive?
Just one more day.
One more week.
And one day we’d be free,
we’d walk out the door-
out of our prison.
Feel the rain running down ours arms-
filling all the scars-
and for one second we’d feel alive again-
before we realize we never are