The scent of cigarettes
My regrets
As I lose my vague memories of them
A sandglass that I broke leans

Shadows, a rose, the crows
I look at too azure the sky again
Migraines, some chains, the rains
I only looked at too scarlet the sky then

I will tell a lie
Before I will die
And I will know time goes by

I haven't got to cry

The dream in a spiral
A metal
I’ve been reaching out to touch and grasp them
Never seeing the reason why tears have been flowing ceaselessly
The scent of cigarettes
My regrets
As I lose my vague memories of them
A sandglass, rusted and broken, gives a dim light at almost dawn

Ashtrays, lost days, the stays
I should have been born the world without me
One lock, a clock, the shock
I should pass away completely with my key

The real is…

Though it’s impossible to make true
I’ll always wish I could believe myself
Under the pale moonlight I wanna giggle just innocently

The dream in a spiral
A metal
I’ve been reaching out to touch and grasp them
Never seeing the reason why tears have been flowing ceaselessly
The scent of cigarettes
My regrets
As I lose my vague memories of them
A sandglass, rusted and broken, gives a dim light at almost dawn

I haven't got to cry, but I wanna cry right now

A small sandglass gives a dim light

It’s mine