Cold, so cold
My grip is failing
I can't take controll
Once again
I stand here
Staring at an empty wall
I wrap myself in christmas lights
Just to see if I get out
Of the darkness
The warmth of the Sun is a distant memory
Of all those summers I spent
On the beach
The wind blows palm trees's leafs
The sea's calling me in
The moon the stars the bright deep blue of the sky
I miss so much the things I didn't live
I miss even more the things I can't remember
That feeling in the back of the head
Echoes from the past
Time has stolen everything
I've been robbed more times
That I can count
Moments once alive
They are shot dead before my eyes
Parts of me, cruelly pulled away
Shattered figures
Broken glass
Hazed horizon
Pitch black past
White page, white paint
I don't know how to proceed
From here
The warmth of the Sun is long gone
Oh, those summers
I won't ever feel them again
I miss so much the things I didn't live
I miss even more the things I can't remember
That feeling in the back of my head
Echoes from the past
Antecipating, plans gone all wrong
Failures, more failures, I'm done everlong
I'm seriously almost giving everything up
At this point I am blatantly cheating the death of my own
I miss so much the things I didn't live
I miss even more the things I can't remember
That feeling in the back of my head
Echoes from the past