Dissipate

(альбом: Once We Were Lions - 2012)

Looking back to the thought (to the thought)
To think we called this home
Fuck
Looking back to the thought (to the thought)
We call this home
Come on
Reminiscent bitter sweet memories
I watched them dissipate (dissipate)
Through my finger tips
I felt so helpless
Turn your back for it wouldn't be the first time
Your heart changes with season
I'll be fine on my own
I wish forgetting was a little bit easier
Your shadow looms on me
Bide your time to make your mind
While I quietly die
The sky is bright
But your shadow seems to darken my days
While I quietly die
The sweetest dream, turns into a nightmare
A deep incision to my affliction
Say it wasn't real to make this easier
Say it's all just a fucking dream to make this easier
This chapter comes to conclusion
A brand new page, a brand new day
For now I know, now I know
I'm not coming home
Fuck the memories
That use to be the air that I breathe
They're choking me
Looking back in my head just makes me think fuck
They're choking me
They're choking me
I'll watch you fucking dissolve
Today I shake your shadow
I'll watch you wither away to nothing
I'll watch you wither away, I watch you wither
I'm never coming home, never coming home