No Coming Home - Neaera
I left you alone
It's only my fault
I'm dying faced with all this uncertainty
God I'm begging please
Bring them back to me
Seconds
Become minutes
Become hours
Become days
Seconds
Become minutes
Become hours
Become days
In my dreams
I hear him whisper
Laugh
Their cry for help
They shout my name
Seeing his f**king face
Which I hate
With every fibre of my heart
Words
Can't
Express
My
Disgust
For you
So young
So innocent
Bring them back to me