Yes, away everything went
She got sick and passed
Who will talk about love
In which heat is hidden
Where there is resentment, and where there is pain
Everything will pass by itself
How to pour salt on a wound
'Cause it shot me
Yes, away everything went
She got sick and passed
Who will talk about love
In which heat is hidden
Where there is resentment, and where there is pain
Everything will pass by itself
How to pour salt on a wound
'Cause it shot me
I wander the streets alone
To hell with this quarantine
I was sick of you
Shot my rear
Found a hundred reasons
Lest we be together
Like, you got close to me
Oh it's hard to be alone
I don’t find a place for myself
Yes Yes Yes
Stop lying to me
I was like hachiko
You only need to fade
Well, now the door is closed
Come on, look for a way out
I don't want to understand you
Friends were saying, like
To this went, and I in response
"Yes it went all"
It’ll hurt ...
