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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 Letras de cancionesFor 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 From Letras Mania