Yuta

Don't hurt me in the old way, another chance to understand me, make soft and gentle forays, Nitro Glycerine is your tone, i understand your plea, you are scared to be alone, always frightened slow to grace , a ball of oppressive feet, no act of love guides your day, but somewhere in your bones, you will have to face, the damage you have sown, who is this tune for anyway, you whistle near the sea, happiness you say, is it what you crave, in order to set me free, is this how you praise, to choke on hopeless dreams ?