Jun 2021
To live
Oh, to live
is to be so afraid to die.
I’ve lost a part of me,
but I can’t remember why.
Past, present, future;
they’re all the same.
One more year,
same old game.
Oh, to live
is to be so afraid to die.
I’ve lost a part of me,
but I can’t remember why.
Past, present, future;
they’re all the same.
One more year,
same old game.
