Building My Own Coffin - The Burning Paris

Have you ever felt so bad like missing trees

And low lit winter streets

No one has told me it ends like this

I guess I'll be leaving soon

I feel like a savior that nobody hears

I guess I am out there too

I'm just like always and you were there

I guess I'll be leaving soon

Have you ever felt so bad like missing trees

And low lit winter streets

No one has told me it ends like this

I guess I'll be leaving soon