I've lost it

No passion I'm exhausted

No rest I swear I'm worse than you

It's bad in the fall, get farther from god

Mother I've grown so distant

Condolence for the way I'm living

Spoke too many lies

I'll pack all my bags and I'll move out tonight

But i gave it a try

Spoke too many lies

I'll pack all my bags and I'll move out tonight

The strongest of hues are impaling your eyes

Although I'm not perfect i gave it a try

I gave it a try

Gave it a

I've lost it

No passion I'm exhausted

No rest i swear I'm worse than you

It's bad in the fall, get farther from god

Mother I've grown so distant

Mother I've grown so distant

Mother I've grown so distant

It's bad in the fall, get farther from god