作词 : Nyco
作曲 : Nyco
Gone, I will be gone
I'll pack my things and then I'll be on my way
I know the feeling of true disdain
It hurts down to my bone
Thought we were raindrops racing on the windows
We'd come together as the wind blows
I though we were fine
But you went ahead and shut me out
Talk to me
What's the fuss about?
Cause I don't know why
If I just knew we would've figured it out
So talk to me
What's the fuss about?
Gone, I will be gone
I'll pack my things and then I'll be on my way
I know the feeling of true disdain
It hurts down to my bone
Thought we were raindrops racing on the windows
We'd come together as the wind blows
Trains are leaving at the station
I'll be staying here
In the hustle I stand by the side
I'm white noise to your ears
People come and pass me by
I might even appear
In their memories as the girl who tries
To hide that she's in tears
Gone, I will be gone
I'll pack my things and then I'll be on my way
I know the feeling of true disdain
It hurts down to my bone
Thought we were raindrops racing on the windows
We'd come together as the wind blows
Frostbites on my fingertips
Am I going home or am I staying here?
I'm getting caught in all these chains
Misty breath on my blue lips
Is it pain or fear?
I know I can't stay here
I'm getting drowned out by the rain
I will be gone
I will be gone
I will be gone
I will be gone
(Said I will be gone)
I will be gone
(Said I will be gone)
I will be gone
Gone away, so far away