Let Live
I loathe for the end is nigh
Woven together to say our last goodbye
It's an abysmal farewell
You and I were a match made in hell
There is no bitter end
We will pretend
There is no dead end
We will transcend
Forever meant nothing
We made up a world of our own
Let go
I dream to hold your crippled hand and cremate my soul
I insist we thrive for the consistency that we hold
There is no bitter end
We will pretend
There is no dead end
We will transcend
I can't seem to find the edge to push you off, along with me
Commitment is an unspoken pledge
Do I hold on or break free?
Is the search for bliss long gone?
Do I form a wall between me and the torn?
Causing hurt, inflicting pain
What do I gain?
What do I gain from this?
I loathe for the end is nigh
Woven together to say our last goodbye
It's an abysmal farewell
You and I, we were a match made in hell
And now we are nothing!
This endless love is set in stone
Embrace this Misery
Let Live!
I dream to hold your crippled hand and cremate my soul
I insist we thrive for the consistency that we hold
There is no bitter end
We will pretend
There is no dead end
We will transcend
A persistent desire of a wishful thinking
Into this pretentious unconditional love
I have bled and bled and give it all
Just to watch us fall
So much for being picture perfect
Such a shallow wreck
So, I had to accept
This fatal flaw!