The things can change and a mistake
For the answer in distance
That the only thing you want to be
Is just a way for me to bleed.

The chained-self has never been purer like a gold
It's knowing as a silver that always be the second
I just know i'm not getting through
And i might take the wrong way for sure
Lost in a ton of confession's option
Which i don't even want it any way to learn.

When the memories began to fall apart
Don't ever think to ask God of yours
For all the the pain i'm in so far
When this pain's already a history of the heart.