My way bleed is so mature that you have to counterforce my image, my face forgotten

Forgotten words
begging to be announcement
Fallen memories
beg to be relapse

And that's what i need
self-destruction beside me i'm livable

Oh, how i thing, you need me
so you can re-create your thoughts of this innocent world

Truth is, no-one is not ready to face truth
mad, mad, mad
When it turn so bad in case of me, truth you see

No, i'm not gonna lapse in trap you set in me
not in this time
i have better idea, it's your time my love