My emotions and spirit have rotted.
Overflowing into a monochrome world,
where the colors don't exist.
Nothing exist.
Not even love,
smearing a world of lies
Ah...
The demon within my heart undoubtedly will not forgive me

Every moment serves
A fresh breath to present with
Leave the past alone

Under the starry night
I walk this road
There's thousands of them up there
While I'm alone down here

I faintly smile,
gazing at the end credits to my life,
as the blank, empty list of staff rolls by.
My life's just an incomplete movie,
with a ****** script that only has colors on it.

We once were as close as
december to january.
But now,
we are far apart like
January to december.