Memories of you

Haunt me every day

A never healing wound

And nothing left to say

I die a litte every day, I die a little enyway

For the memories, for hell inside of me



No true emotions

No true regrets

No true devotion can live off bitterness

My hollow inside

My hollow heart

My restless soul is longing to depart



Come surround me with your grace

Wash away my deep disgrace

Take me into your sweet embrace

Where I can live in sin

I die a little anyway, I die a little every day

For the memories, for hell inside of me

No true emotions in my hollow heart