It’s Like

It’s like holding on to the past
And I never knew this wouldn’t last
You broke the things is what she said

Time goes very slow
It is a repeating silent flow
And my stomach is in knots for days

I never thought you would say
A spark is dragging me away
It brought us in an astray

Is this our home
It became our own syndrome
The wallpaper is shredded off

The nights are feeling strange
I’m wasted, it’s not a big change
I look at you and I feel estrangement

It’s like holding onto the past
Yesterday will pass at last
But the blast has already been done

Has everything been said and donе?
A broken men is yet to comе
Am I the only one who was wrong?

Is this our home
It became our own syndrome
The wallpaper is shredded off

The nights are feeling strange
I’m wasted, it’s not a big change
I look at you and I feel

Loving is so short
Forgetting is long
You can’t underestimate my love
You can’t underestimate my love
You can’t underestimate my love
You can’t underestimate my love