can see miles from here. I can see all the pain and the despair of arbitrary war. I can see, I can hear, but I'm miles away from here There's no coming
Maybe I just choose to ignore my fears, but somehow I fell victim to your crocodile tears and now I know... ...why your weakness seems so odd. 'Cause it's
Desperate times require desperate means, desperate men take desperate measures You and I were never enemies, but our hearts held different treasures
