Sinking - The Crüxshadows

Stranger the darkness a hint of perfume

Rising from your lips towards the window

The sunlight is twisting lines in my eyes

Leaving me far too dizzy, to see

What am I supposed to do?

When I feel nothing, but I want to?

What am I supposed to say?

No one ever listens, anyway

I want to forgive, and I want to forget

But I can’t seem to break out of this, yet

As I’m haunted by heartache and visions of things

That widens, the gulf, between us What am I supposed to do?

When I feel nothing, but I want to?

What am I supposed to say?

No one ever listens, anyway