The End Of A Fraud

I'm leaving again, for the second time around
You better believe, That this was all just a joke to me
And as I look down on them.I repeat these words in my head
"they never heard one sound out of my mouth.They never heard
One sound"

I saw pretty clear
That when I left you all stayed the same
Now I think I believe
That I was never alive In the first place

They never heard one sound out of my mouth+3
They never heard one sound!

Don't believe that the weather is perfect the day that you die+6


Taal: Engels
Sfeer: Earnest; Yearning; Dramatic; Cathartic; Intense; Angst-Ridden; Confrontational; Theatrical; Fiery; Tense/Anxious; Urgent; Manic
Thema: Feeling Blue; Heartache; Guys Night Out
Stijl: Alternative/Indie Rock; Post-Hardcore; Emo; Indie Rock