Your voice, it's a killer. And so far away. Your voice, it speaks to me through time: \"what the hell are you thinking?\". And I know I was wrong, but I had no other choice. And I know I was way out of line, but I had to make it work. And my head, it spins so, ever since you took the last train home. At times, in my confused little world of right and wrong, it is all okay, but not often.
Your voice, it's a killer. And so far away. Your voice, it speaks to me through time: \"what the hell are you thinking?\". Shut up! I had no other choice. Shut up! I tried to make it work. Oh baby, why are we so hopeless? so goddamn hopeless?
And we tried to make it work, but haven't you thought of the first time you went in together, alone? And your death is a failure in hiding, but there's nothing left.
Feel the water, black water. we are quite hopeless, forgotten, and I feel that we had no other choice. We could not have changed a goddamn thing.
silent amnesia for the hopeless.
Forget my name. You tell me again what it is you want, because I can't figure it out by myself. Help me along, wait for me and say: forget my name.
Hide your concerns, we're all down. And nothing you can do will end this.
Forget my name
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