Texty: All That Remains. Live. Six.

I wish I was free of this

I see her in my dreams
Wishing that she wasn't there
But she still haunts me

And I still feel her breath on me
Still want to taste her skin
But I know that would kill me

No, damn her, still I choke on her lies
Still reeling from her last caress
Her good-bye
Oh, how this sickens me
This wretched fools affair
I can't erase this from me

And now it permeates
And every thought I feel
The anger writhes in my soul

No, damn her, I feel my stomach turn
Choke back, hold my head high I'm strong
No, damn her, still I choke on her lies

Not reeling I'm strong