Gloom
Christian Evanko, Christian Titer, David Mitchell, Juan Espinosa, Ronald Scocozza
Everything you love and know
Will someday let you go
And you'll be on your own
I just wanna believe
There's a reason behind every breath I breathe
‘Cause I can’t see the point in moving forward
When the whole world will turn against me
For everything that I’ve become
There is no hope
The damage done
There is no point in biting my tongue
There is no hope
I can’t come home