Looking out the window
Faces buried by the pillow
Holding my breath in
Oh the line is so thin
The terrors speak loud
I dont wanna hear this sound
It haunts me everyday
That you're slipping away

Our days could reach the end
The idea seems to suspend
Dropping at any moment
Will the words be spoken

Do you hear them falling down
It used to be pleasant but now i block the sound
My head hurts from these thunderous shouts
Mmhm
Our journal soaked in cold raindrops
Words of promises disappear with their touch
And so does the faith in us
Mmhm