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
