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Woorden: Finch. What It Is To Burn. Three Simple Words.

Open up my eyes, flood it with delight
Another sleepless night turns color black and white
With all the things I've said, there is just regret
The beating in my head

Hands into a fist, static in my head
Now I'm sitting face to face with loneliness
What did I expect?
Did I see forever in you?

I never wanted to hurt
More than it should
I hope you're satisfied
I never could

Time to close my eyes, forget about this mess
Tried to fix this tragic loss of innocence
But how can I forget the things I haven't done
When everything is dead?

I never wanted to hurt
More than it should
I hope you're satisfied
I never could

Can't you see, you left me
Here on my own
Give me one good reason
Why I should let go?

With my hands around your neck
Who will stop me now?
With my hands around your neck
Who will stop me now?

With my hands around your neck
Who will stop me now?
With my hands around your neck
Who will stop me now?

Who will stop me now?
Who will stop me now?
Who will stop me now?

Who will stop me now?
Who will stop me now?
Who will stop me now?
Who will stop me now?

I never wanted to hurt
More than it should
I hope you're satisfied
I never could

Can't you see, you left me
Here on my own
Give me one good reason
Why I should let go now?