The mask is slipping,

and I can't stop thinking,

what would they say when they'd see me sinking?

It's not that easy to break that feeling,

that I keep falling

the fall I thought I was already ending.

But one day,

when I'll stop bleeding,

maybe I'll manage to keep on living.

But everyone would start seeing,

all the mistakes I keep on making.

All these things I keep on saying.

With this voice that keeps on clicking,

in my head. Making me feel like I'm risking,

the life of other

who I thought was my lover.

And it kills me.

It breaks me.

It tears me apart.

But keep on living

is the only pain

I'll embrace forever.