Tekstovi: Mikoto. Tired Of Me.

Breathe for me softly. It parts its way through the thickest of walls. The mirror reflects tonight and I still wish you the worst. This is so bad. What have I become? Knowing when to stop and float away. A fog lifts for a brief moment. Breathe for me softly. It parts its way through the thickest of walls. The mirror reflects tonight and I still wish you the worst. This is so bad. What have I become? Knowing when to stop and float away. A fog lifts for a brief moment. Light up like a night sky I saw once before. (x2) Too long ago to remember. Slamming the reality back into focus.