You Can't Hold Your Mask

a box with roses,
some postcards and disturbed minds
everything was secret,
locked inside me

we cant go, side by side
you pretended, to be just mine

Our photos, my memories
your photos, my memories

its your last day, its your fucking last day (your music box its my pain machine)

Why, you always act like a snake.
I realy don't care, your poison tears cant touch
why you always have to be so fake
I realy don't care, your poison tears cant touch

Move

looking for a answer to my tomorrow

i couln't breath again
I can smell this roses in my shirts that dry all these tears

In the middle of the storms and hurricanes
I see the last drop of her tears on my face.
And now, no one can hear you
No one can hear you
But I have only 5 seconds to rescue you
Only 5 seconds to rescue you now
So i can see you
So i can see you
So i can see you
Right now
And I can see you, right now

i can't see you