Sometimes all the moments
That we savour for the last
Get crushed between the good and bad
From pressures we have had

But you know I can't conceive the day
When feelings run too high
To work out all the stale terrain
Emotions try to hide, when I try

Lately, I can't see to colour what we've lost
It all seems like bad means When lovers turn from lust
Then I try - try to smoke alone

These shattered ties with no compromise
Fall throught the fragile hell
The drinks stay sipped 'cos we've lost our grip
Too exhausted to rebel

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