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Another day to go by in silence, like the conversations we never had;
like the words we never said 'cause I had enough pain to hold.
But, what's the point of fighting? We all lost a part in this war.
I am grieving before the loss because I am trying to learn what I don't want.
I am crying before the toast, but what's the point of it all?

The laughs still echoing in the mind,
paying tribute to the cries of the heart.
I can't carry you, your soul's like a metallic stone.

I've tried to get your attention, but you couldn't see the red flags.
So, I got lost in the place where I can always find myself  - in chaos.
And I am grieving before the loss 'cause I am trying to understand the meaning of it all.
And I don't have any tears to shed, I have became unheard in the aftermath of loss.

Somehow through the time we got lost in the meaning of my pain;
we couldn't work out what's the reason we got each other's attention.
We prayed to the Saint…

Touch Me (But I Don't Feel Alright)

Lines intertwining to our bodies like telephone-wires we are electrified. All I want to do is lean on you and disappear to the night, we feel the change. Can't help the lasting desire for you tonight.
I want to call you  but hanging-up is the new 'goodbye'. Only if we could change history. But words can't change our hearts; we can't tolerate each other for one more night.
The windows to our past are echoic, we've been crawling back to revive our sympathetic times. Living in the future won't bring us to life.
I want to touch you but repeating history ain't bittersweet. Only if we could re-write our antiquity. Feelings can change but we don't know why; are we out of mind?
The windows to our future are silent, we shut the blinders and we already begun anew. Living in the past won't benefit our lives.
But something changed when you stopped touching me. I want to touch you I want to call you but something changed my mind. I want to love you but we can c…


The way you make me feel is sexy, you cause me pain but,
we are evil.
We don't feel it, we don't need it - to say we are in love.
We only dance the steps that lead us to wicked places.

I want to lean on your shoulder but I don't want to take your freedom away.
I don't want to fall in love but to dance naked with your lust.
I want to lean on your shoulder but I don't want  to steal your happiness away.

Baby, there's nothing we could make.
Baby, there's nothing between us.
Baby, there's noting we could have done.
Baby, there's nothing within us.

What if I was driving away from you just because you waved the white flags to my game?
What if I was getting away from you just because you wanted to stay alone in the game?

Baby, don't tell me to listen to your song.
Baby, don't make me feel unloved.
Baby, don't tell me to listen to you lying.
Baby, don't make me feel the pain.

The way you move around me is euphorically evil,
but we got nothi…