The memories of our history ,
Come haunting me without any relief,
What we used to be.
And I am not gonna lie,
Being with you was never walk in the park,
But I still won't trade those moments of my life.
Because all of this was my fault,
I deserve all those taunts,
Suddenly I start understanding all those sappy romantic songs,
This is all so sickening,
I think my whole life is a mockery,
How do I explain this feeling?
It's like, the world is painted black and white,
All the colour vanished after your flight.
Come haunting me without any relief,
What we used to be.
And I am not gonna lie,
Being with you was never walk in the park,
But I still won't trade those moments of my life.
Because all of this was my fault,
I deserve all those taunts,
Suddenly I start understanding all those sappy romantic songs,
This is all so sickening,
I think my whole life is a mockery,
How do I explain this feeling?
It's like, the world is painted black and white,
All the colour vanished after your flight.
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