I'm sorry.
I don't mean to remember.
It's true that I dream less often.
I'm not ashamed of that long December...
Your hand's coming down again.
I close my eyes and brace myself.
I only noticed your face.
No matter what you're gonna build my shell, and leave the salty taste.
I'm falling.
I'm shedding my skin; but it's not time I'm told.
I am aware of what you mean and by then I'm only ten years old.
I close my eyes and brace myself.
I only noticed your face.
No matter what your gonna build my shell and leave the salty taste.
My scars are yours today.
This story ends so good.
I love you and I understand that you stood where I stood.
I close my eyes and brace my self.
I only notice your face.
No matter what your gonna break my shell and leave the salty taste.
I'm done healing.
