What we have is dead An emotionless attachment A void of meaningless reasons A life of broken fragments
Touching you doesn't feel the same Your touch, It's Cold. Empty. Your movement no longer sync with mine We have lost our flow of rhythm
Our hearts no longer beat the same We have vanished from our own existence Your hair isint as soft as before Maybe its due to our distance
You no longer melt under my touch You no longer smile with glee Your actions no longer match your words Maybe this is the truth I finally needed to see
You came all this way it must count for something But I know its because you think you owe me Standing by your side through it all You feel like you had to do this for me
Though I can feel the tension in the air We aren't the people we use to be 7 months can really change a person You leaving was what set me free
Now your voice is empty And so are your words Dead end lies Coated with sugar
What we have is dead We are clingying to who we were What we had, what we did Even though now its all but a blur
what's dead is meant to be buried Deep within the ground Leave it there, locked away Where it can no longer can be found.
Let's not try and resurrect the dead Because what's gone is gone And quite frankly Its never coming back.
When something dies there is no way to bring it back So what good will it bring trying again