Past

Everyday it's getting toughter to take that torturing pain The sweet memories of the past lead me to the end Knocked by a game from the first day you're watching me dyin That's not me in the miror, in the dark. That's my end I know that's the end Day from day i decay faster You can't know how it feels Sitting up in the bed at night i'm too tired for a sleep This fear rips my hard apart but i don't know why i'm cryin There's nothing left to do and i thing i can't go on I missed my past and taste the pain And i'll do so at the end