Kamchatka. Volume II. Breathe. Zeneszám

It leaves a sour taste in my mouth,
looking back at me.
That one can be so full of doubt
in one's will to be.

Where did I go wrong
to end up where I was yesterday?
Have I been lost too long
to ever find my way?

Breathe in, breathe out.
Leave all that behind.
So simple, yet so hard,
to free me of me.

So much I wish I could undo.
I've stayed alive on the hope
that one day life will be through
rubbing my nose in it.

Where did I go wrong
to end up where I was yesterday?
Have I been lost too long
to ever find my way?

Breathe in, Breathe out.
Leave all that behind.
So simple, yet so hard,
to free me of me


(Thanks to Hangman's Guild for these lyrics)