Overzicht Songteksten Luisteren Mensen zoeken ook naar Hoofdresultaten Inside a cluster of memories Every turn leads to dust Static whispers humming with ease Leaves a shadow, a formless debris Painting the tragedies equable Cried with the stars, as the stillness grew Grinding the edges, twisting the Realization of every mistake Those who suffered, washed away Every journey, a lousy attempt The modest charade Silent bliss! Thick clouds haunting the atmosphere Leaves a bitter taste, worn out hopeless fate On and on, I should've known Left me speechless, depraved and alone Fools nectarine, pour me the sun Afraid to admit, afraid to Realization of every mistake Those who suffered, washed away Every journey, a lousy attempt The modest charade Realization of every mistake Those who suffered, I'm to blame Every journey, a lousy...