Die My Phobia - Diary of Dreams

Never come back to me

I’d never come back to you

I counted day by day

Pathetic not to see

You win and lose the same

When on your feet again

Not me.

We could never accept you

Not you.

We could never regret you

Not us.

We could never avoid you

Undo.

We could never exploit you

My vision of the past

A picture of your face

My template of this game

The same idea again

Life will come undone

To be reborn for good

A concept so insane

We lost the chance to lose

You would not understand

The nature of this game