Paroles:
Farwell

[Lyrics by J. Logan] I feel ill with words of repentance and love I could never forget what it felt like to feel my heart drop and watch as lonley

Traduction: 7 Angels 7 Plagues. Un Farwell Pour un score parfait.

The air, it feels so cold tonight And I'm not too sure that I'll be here tomorrow Or if I am ready to take These consequences we call fate:we call fate

Hello, goodbye, I'm patiently waiting there's no reply Your words are few and far between. Answers short and your arguments weak I tried to make this

The sky was gray today and maybe it's coincidence but that's how I feel And there's no wind to blow my unspoken words to you They would fall at your

Why can't you see that you are killing me so easily Why don't you care that you are never there, it's so unfair to be me I know were falling apart this

What exactly did you want that you didn't already have I gave you my heart but now I'd like it back And I'm sure it fits real nice with the rest of your

So it had to come to this a sudden ending without warning and so it goes Overworked and overwhelmed with the way things are going right now And it's