Sinking

The Crüxshadows

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Stranger the darkness a hint of perfume
Rising from your lips towards the window
The sunlight is twisting lines in my eyes
Leaving me far too dizzy, to see

What am I supposed to do?
When I feel nothing, but I want to?
What am I supposed to say?
No one ever listens, anyway

I want to forgive, and I want to forget
But I can't seem to break out of this, yet
As I'm haunted by heartache and visions of things
That widens, the gulf, between us

What am I supposed to do?
When I feel nothing, but I want to?
What am I supposed to say?
No one ever listens, anyway