Texty: Konkhra. Facelift.

It all went wrong form the start
I tried hard but agony took me
I spend my life building up
As mischief is brewed from my heartblood
Those precious drops we need for survival
In hours of grief, taken from us
Lost our youth, toil for lifes worth
Lost our minds, searching for something.

Come be my saviour
Give my life worth
Please turn back time