Through the shadows of my room, the silence feels louder than the city lights. Reminding me how many days were lost, while I kept waiting for my life to finally begin.
Through the shadows of my room, the silence feels louder than the city lights.
Reminding me how many days were lost, while I kept waiting for my life to finally begin.
I'm scared of waking up someday with nothing left. Except the memories of all the things, I could have done. (i could have done)
And I'm scared of waking up someday with nothing left. Cause time moves on without a sound, and no one ever knows they're losing it.