The last drops of my life
Peter Tägtgren
Life doesn't work out as planned
Visions of happiness are burning
Dreams that turn into madness
I feel the end is closing in
I can feel my soul leaving me
To dwell in nothing and forever disappear
Trying to breathe but there's no air
My heart is bleeding why am I here
Taste the last drops of life
That vanish into the black sun
I must fight this feeling
Of sorrow slowly killing me
Try to breathe but there's no air
My heart is bleeding why am I here
Taste the last drops of life
That vanish into the black sun