Sorry, Someone Suffers

Under the belief
That my promise made of steel
I beg you not to cry.
I listen to you.
In the silence only you i hear.
Only one way out - die.

We lie ourselves.
We keep ourselves in comfort.
And it's no crime.
We want to be fine.

By making someone suffer.
Fine
By letting you know.
Fine
I never care that after.
I'm fine
When i let this die.

We lie ourselves.
We keep ourselves in comfort.
And it's no crime.
We want to be fine.