Ahahaha.
I'm rotting at home
And my throat hurts:/
I can't talk and it's killing me.
I can't not talk
but now,I have no choice.
This is so shitty.
Camp is in another day
and with my voice like this,
I might as well be a mute
for the next three days.
OMG.
It's clear to me
The lies you use
The ones that killed me
Ain't hurting you
So I know
I just gotta let it go
I should'a known
I gotta learn to
Say goodbye now
I throw my armour down
And leave the battleground
For the final time now
I know I'm running
From a warzone
Warzone by The Wanted
what we could have been, 12:04 PM.