The Artic Ocean کے بول

Stained and afraid that this won't ever go away Engulfed inside a blaze of memories And the strain of digging holes, is beginning to take it's toll And I saw this coming, when you started running over my dreams but isn't it funny It eats at me slowly and I found redemption in suffering And it's just like you to say, I'd be better off without you anyway Now I'm stumbling through my words and it's all your fault, so feel guilty Stained and looking for a way out of this mess The feelings and the truth are hard to confess But you've seen the cycle round now I guess you had me figured out So you watched me suffer, it inched it's way slowly under my skin But I saw this coming, when you started running Now it seems sensible to burn the bridge And it's just like you to say, that it's better when you have things your own way Now I'm stumbling through my words and it's all your fault So feel guilty.