I shot myself in the foot to feel lost again
I let slip what I needed for the thrill of the game
The thrill of the sadness and pain
You were my everlasting lie
My beauty and the one who makes it alright, yeah
Oh, I let you down
Again, again

And I hold, did you notice my own
And I hope you notice me looking back
And I wanna die in your arms tonight, mm

They say, for love, let it go
But painful practice on the hold
But still I prescribed to move on in the night
What I feel, so low that
Know that once I come out on top, on top
I won't feel this pain anymore
I can finally show my love that I lost a soul
A soul, a soul

And I hold, did you notice my own
And I hope you notice mе looking back
And I wanna die in your arms tonight, mm

With love from Ben