The best pain of today
Is the hope you had yesterday,
Loosing to the regrets
of what is passed;
Now, pick up,
Pick up,
Pick up the shards
And wound yourself;
Wound yourself hard
The best pain of today
Is the hope you had yesterday,
Loosing to the regrets
of what is passed;
Now, pick up,
Pick up,
Pick up the shards
And wound yourself;
Wound yourself hard