Among all pretending cares
you're the sweerest one for me.
Now I'll be breaking down the walls and fade away my tears,
(I) don't care about fake roles
or fading away dreams.
Now I'll be on my own
I mean, now plain conciously
Come back when you care
for what I think or feel.
Slowly entering, stealthily leaving;
the smoothest among thiefs;
then forgotten, not forgiven,
nothing was left there to heal.
