My younger days are all to real

These tears stain my face

nothing is right

you were suppose to be mine

like we were kids

you cherished me then

The blood on my hands

just burn more deeper

I finally escape

No time to disappear

As a pain in my head pushes me off the edge

A new area appears before my eyes

and fading slight blinds me

a new one takes over

She's like a child and

I can't say I love you

Kouta, please don't leave me

In the end

we all fall apart

my tears are from my sins

As guns arise

Lucy and the other me

will disappear forever

And no one will care