Besedila: Harmful. Aftermath.

Now we have found the short simple ones... tearing me down, pulling you up
IA've never expected such a thing would happen... nothing satisfies, nothing will...
CanA't say iA'm sorry... thatA's where I draw the line Taste and smell water from the well
Although IA'm not exempt of blame... my thoughts keep running on the past constantly
I wish that something would come along... to show me the right kind of flavour
CanA't say iA'm sorry... thatA's where I draw the line Taste and smell water from the well
IA'm so sorry... the dream that takes my all Taste and smell water from the well
IA've never expected such a thing would happen... nothing satisfies, nothing will...

Welcome to fake your denial!
Welcome to face the aftermath!